The Subtle Heartbreaks of Adult Life (My Old-soul Twinkle)
Disclaimer: “My Old-soul Twinkle,” is my heartfelt attempt to capture the endless stream of thoughts racing through my mind. At times, these musings may seem confusing—or even a little "out there"—but I genuinely welcome your counterpoints and insights. Dive in and share your thoughts आदमी मरने के बाद कुछ नहीं सोचता। आदमी मरने के बाद कुछ नहीं बोलता। कुछ नहीं सोचने और कुछ नहीं बोलने पर आदमी मर जाता है। And this muteness is eating away at the soul of humankind!! Let me explain. People are speaking. On video, through blog posts, through multiple channels, and non-stop chattering is now a buzz in human ears. This constant buzzing has numbed the mind, and we have stopped speaking the “things” “required” to be spoken. “Thing” means feelings, emotions, honesty, truth, pain, fear, injustice, and the hard realities. The language of not-so-blunt but yet-not-sugarcoated. In the name of being mature, social, practical, and politically correct, my inner child feels severe heartbreak ev...