Ekta | wisdomekta

Disclaimer: This new series, “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! While recently travelling inside Mumbai ( an attempt to make friends with Mumbai ), I saw the contrast between local trains and metros . While local trains represent the old speed of Mumbai—the lifeline of the city—the metros, with their sleek elegance and silence, are quietly becoming part of Mumbaikars ' journeys, trying to vibe along with the city's pulse. And the day is not far, like the days of the post office, when the local trains soon vanished from the geography of Mumbai for the better!! My life has seen the “gone” of many things like black & white TVs, the vibrant playgrounds, the genuine smiles, the neighborhood chitchat, mothers’ genuine love and care,...

  Compromise is a heavy term. It embodies the delicate balance of negotiating differing perspectives, where both sides willingly make sacrifices to reach a mutual agreement. In my life, on one side stand my past beliefs & experiences and on the other side are the recent scenarios. Past beliefs are accompanied by fear of the future and presumed warnings, while current ones pose questions about unpredictable changes with no immediate answers. The weight of the past and present has profoundly unsettled me, sending ripples through my very core. Nothing major has happened; it's about observing the little things. So, my life is at a point where many illusionary paths and options seem to appear, but the clear one is nowhere to be seen. Where childhood beliefs and long-held concepts are being challenged by my inner self, and sometimes I find them unfounded or without solid ground. Essentially, it’s a disorienting experience that has left me feeling lost and adrift, struggling with a ...