At midnight, a person reflects on the anxiety and anticipation of submitting a meticulously crafted CV. The quiet of the house contrasts with the restlessness within, highlighting the tension between seeking new opportunities and the commitment to change. Growth feels daunting yet necessary, encapsulating the complex nature of choice and vulnerability.
Tag: Juilee Parag Parkhi
Quiet Steadiness
The fire broke out at 3:30 am in the morning. By the time we understood what was happening, smoke had already begun its quiet takeover—curling into stairwells, slipping beneath doors, rising without urgency but with intent. We live on the seventeenth floor. The fire was on the tenth. It didn’t matter. Smoke does not care…… Continue reading Quiet Steadiness
When Life Becomes Automatic
When Life Becomes Automatic You either wake up before the alarm, or keep snoozing it.You must have slept — and yet, you are still not well rested. Your body feels alert, but not refreshed.Awake, but not quite present. Your phone is beside you. It usually is. Before your feet touch the floor, your thumb moves.…… Continue reading When Life Becomes Automatic
For You, Always
I carry a piece of you within me.Not as grief,but as something living—something that breatheswhen I am still. I feel you,even though you are no longer here among us.The world calls this absence.My senses refuse that word. Your memory is etched within me,soft yet permanent—returning me to daysthat arrived carrying joy without effort,love without fear,laughter…… Continue reading For You, Always
Outgrowing
I have been decluttering my life for quite some time now — slowly, intentionally, without urgency. What began as clearing physical space gradually turned inward, revealing itself to be far more intimate than I had imagined. In this process of outgrowing my material possessions, I’ve discovered deeper emotional connections and attachments. Decluttering, I’ve learned, is…… Continue reading Outgrowing
Sacred Slow
In a world that worships speed,that counts worth in outputand days in deadlines,I find myself longingfor quieter victories. Not the thrill of a hundred errands,not the chase through countless avenues of earning,not the noise of always becoming more. I crave the hushof a hot cup of tea held between my palms,steam rising like a small…… Continue reading Sacred Slow
To, My Dear One — From Beyond
The narrative unfolds within a cozy wooden cabin, where the protagonist experiences a mystical connection with a woman in a red gown, symbolizing a timeless bond. This encounter evokes feelings of love and familiarity, transcending physical boundaries. The protagonist contemplates their shared spiritual knowing before returning to reality, inspired to write.
Uttarayan
Uttarayan arrives softly — with kites, shared sweetness, and light that lingers a little longer than before.
Decluttering
Making Space to Return to Myself Last year felt heavy. Not because of one particular incident. Not because something dramatic happened. But because the energy of the year itself felt strange — emotionally draining, hazy, and oddly disorienting. A quiet confusion settled into the mind and refused to leave. I didn’t feel like doing much.And…… Continue reading Decluttering
Dear Moon
A quiet poem written from a window at night — a reflection on the Moon as witness, mirror, and mystery.