Ekta | wisdomekta

  Rich. Endless. Full of living, vivid people. Sharp, honest reality. This nearly 2-month read gave an unflinching look at flawed humanity, which feels authentic in this curated world. It is the eighth and final novel by Russian author Fyodor Dostoevsky . A full trove of emotions, drama, action, history, and charm of 19th-century Russia !!  Dostoevsky’s deep look into the mind—especially feelings of fear, guilt, emptiness, and isolation—fits today’s world, where many of us face anxiety, identity issues, and constant information overload, making this book feel surprisingly modern and relatable. The Brothers Karamazov is part murder mystery, part courtroom drama , and it breaks almost every “ rule ” of fiction. At its core, it’s an intense study of rivalry, played out through a series of triangular love affairs involving the “wicked and sentimental” Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov and his three sons: the impulsive Dmitri, the coldly rational Ivan, and the gentle young novice Alyo...

  Disclaimer- This post is part of trait-series-for-kids which I began to search and write for my kids in 2019. With this series of blog posts containing knowledge-slash-experience, I pray from the almighty that our kids have a simple but magical life. The contents of the series are the outcome of a rigorous search, several readings and first-hand experiences, and self-reflection. My Dear Erninnguaq (sons in Greenland), This time I come directly to my point:- Shut up- Suit up- Show up And become a "rare" species- someone with integrity of the highest quality, intrinsically motivated and yet deeply compassionate. That is who I wish you both to be. Whatever comes your way, may you guys always see shine in the rarest of rare darkness and become a hopeful soul, fulfilling “whys” in your life. May this wish of mine be “copied and pasted” in your minds & hearts forever. As you are growing, the laziness is quietly (and attractively) trying to creep into your body and mind and m...

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! Friendships bloom in countless forms. They are the essential emotional bedrock for human survival. Consider the healthy, respectful bond between parents; the mischievous, shared history of siblings; the fiery camaraderie of college friends, or the innocent joy of schoolyard pals. There's the electric connection of a romantic friendship, the enduring covenant of a lifelong married partnership, and the gentle, blessed wisdom shared with grandparents. These connections—be they the blood of the heart or the bond of shared experience—stand as equals to, if not exceeding, any biological ties. I have been truly blessed with the presence of many profound friendships in my life. Yet, to be honest wi...

As we sat quietly in our hall—my husband and I absorbed in our reading ( me- book and he-newspaper), the kids playing with their toys and filling the room with their cheerful voices—on the evening of the 31st, with no hurry or worry about meeting anyone or rushing anywhere to bid adieu to the year 2025, my old soul felt utterly at peace. This was a victory in itself: there was no desire to go anywhere, only to be with the ones most dear to me . We weren’t making excuses about heavy traffic or crowded places; instead, there was an inner call to pause and welcome the New Year in stillness. This quiet awakening felt like a gentle light, brightening and lightening my inner being. During such times, I often acknowledge one “fault” in my understanding from my upbringing: the idea that I must do something “ bigger in life ”. My ma always insisted that I should do something big with my life. When I was young, I thought she meant an out-of-this-world kind of thing. Whenever my mother would s...