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The Art of Asking Questions!

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I’ve started to notice something lately. The same person can give completely different answers depending on who is asking the questions. It’s the way the questions are shaped.

Some questions are like keys. They open doors to deep, layered answers. The kind that you can’t fully understand at first. You have to sit with them, turn them over in your mind, decode what they really mean. These are not answers you just listen to/follow up. They’re answers you live with for a while.

Then there are questions that start simple and slowly climb higher. They build a bridge between everyday thinking and high-level thinking. Those questions make the other person explain their complex ideas in a way anyone can follow. It’s not just about getting the answer it’s about watching how they translate their thoughts for different minds.

Sometimes, the smartest way to ask is to make the problem universal. Not like, here’s my specific problem, what should I do? But, here’s a challenge that many people face, how would you solve it? This pulls the other person out of just giving you advice, and into sharing their own battle tested methods. And those methods are often more useful than a ready made solution.

But here’s the thing. We can’t force a conversation like this. When it’s interesting, it flows on its own. When you talk to someone who’s seen a lot, someone with high agency, the goal shouldn’t be to squeeze out one answer for one problem. It should be to understand how they see the world, how they connect the dots, how they think when there’s no ready answer in front of them.

Because once we learn how they think, we start solving problems we didn’t even know were coming.

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The Real Game!

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Every game has levels. And the strange yet thing is that, life also feels the same.

At Level 1, we are just figuring out the rules. We don’t know which feature does what, we don’t even know if we are holding the controller the right way. Every move feels like an experiment. This is the don’t mess up phase. Our first job, Our first relationship, first draft and more. All these are trial runs.

Then comes Level 50. we have played/iterated enough to know the shortcuts. The fear drops, the confidence pops up. We feel like we have got the hang of it. We teach or give out our learnt lessons to people. We might even start believing that we have cracked the code.

Somewhere around Level 70, we run into players who are really good. Suddenly the game we thought that we knew looks bigger, harder, and smarter than imagined. We will start seeing layers that never existed before. This is where the curve moves from I’m good to there’s so much more to learn.

Upon continuing the game anyway, lets say at level 150, we will stop trying to prove that we are the best. Somehow, we will accept that there’s always someone better, faster, sharper. We will start learn to respect the game itself. Slowing down, thinking deeper, and sometimes even smiling when we lose because we will know the loss is just another lesson.

The interesting part that I have observed is that, players at higher level can see us right through. They know the patterns before even a move is made. Players at same level see the other as competition, always measuring where they stand next in the metrics. And players at a much earlier stage might not even understand what the rules, games and players.

And just like life, the game has twists. There are unlocked hidden levels that we can’t see until played for years. Sometimes we have to switch games altogether. We could be Level 80 in one field and drop to Level 1 in another. Not everyone’s playing to win; some are just here for fun, some quit halfway, some doesn’t enter at all. Sometimes they choose to go back and play at Level 10 not because they can’t go higher, but without pressure.

The real goal isn’t to beat everyone or to reach the final level. The real game is staying in it long enough to enjoy it, to learn from it, and to play in a way that makes us want to continue it again tomorrow.

Because in the end, it’s not the number of wins that makes a master/winner. It’s understanding the game itself.

And then there are the rarest players. The ones who stop measuring, stop chasing, and simply become the game itself. They just are rooted in presence, untouched by noise, aware that even the game is temporary.

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Paranthu Poo (2025) Movie Review

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There’s something about Ram’s movies I keep returning to. It’s not about a big message, not always. It’s more like you walk out of it and there’s this light ache, a soft warm, something that sits in your chest.

Paranthu Poo did that too. The entire narrative revolves around one family. Not a big, complicated one. Just real, layered like us or the neighbor. And that’s the beauty of it. The characters aren’t written to be loud or clever just raw.

The pacing is kind of slow. Like the story knew it didn’t have to prove anything. It felt like you’re allowed to sit still and enjoy. The story revolves around a single family and navigates parenting, not from a preachy lens, but from a child’s point of view.

As someone who hasn’t entered the parenting phase yet, I don’t want to comment on modern parenting, but as a child someone who’s been on the receiving end, I could sense how clearly Ram has captured that emotion. The lens starts from Anbu, the kid, and slowly change his parents.

Anbu, who starts off as this slightly notorious boy, naturally grabs our attention in. He just feels real. Watching him reminded me of something I’ve been feeling lately and how hard it is to find new friends as you grow older. People my age are caught in work loops, family demands, and unpredictable life curves.

So when the film hinted at the absence of in-person friendships and boredom. One of the strongest parts of the movie was the contrast between the two families that Anbu interacts with. In one, there’s an old motorcycle, a modest restaurant, warm conservation between the parents, and a child who runs and plays freely.

In the other, there’s a sophisticated household with all the amenities from body massagers to the latest motorcycles, but very little open space, both literally and emotionally.

Anbu’s behavior in both settings is shown beautifully. In the first, he exchanges his skating board for a pambaram. In the second, he silently leaves a duck egg for the girl and learns how that girl brought a shift in the father’s behavior. There’s no black and white here, just a soft observation that the environment we grow up in subtly shapes us, and sometimes, a child teaches the adult, not the other way around.

The ending of the film made me smile, but in a peaceful one. Anbu chooses to stay in the countryside because he wants to be around people. That one choice says a lot. It reminded me that in between all the noise of progress and individualism, what we really need is human connection of loved ones. Or at the very least, nature.

That felt like the real takeaway for me, to not chase more, but to stay connected. I also really liked the communication between the couple, Gokul and Glory. Their relationship was shown and frequency of communication and softness that’s rare to see on screen. They literally back each other amidst the chaos. I’m not sure how easy it is to replicate that in real life, but I do know that such couples exist. Sunflower! lol, cute and matured conservations. The generous of glory and few scenes gives you warmth.

It was refreshing to see. If I had one small critique, it would be the songs. They felt slightly unnecessary. It’s available on JioCinema. It reminds of song that I was introduced to while watching Modern family. Its called Cats in the cradle. Song is little heavy tho. Pace yourself to hear.

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Strength that lasts!

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Not advice. Just an observation worth keeping in mind. Take it or leave it kind of post.

I was never aiming to build muscles. My usual routine was yoga and walks. But a few recent moments made me realize my triceps, biceps, even my right hand felt weak. Maybe from holding the mouse too long, maybe something else.

Around April, I started light with 2 kg to 4kg dumbbells , wall push-ups. But my protein intake wasn’t enough, and also, I was not giving my muscles proper recovery time. Things got worse, I couldn’t even hold my hand in certain positions. Shoulder pain started in.

At the same time, I was starting supplements (once in two weeks). It took me nearly two months to recover. This clicked when I heard my fav psychologist talk about it. I need a health habit I can do for life long.

I don’t know if I can go to the gym forever, but yoga and walking? probably, yes. If time and body allows, I’ll try to lift weights once or twice a week but without overdoing it. My intention is simple flexibility + strength.

Find what works for you, not just what they tell you.

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3BHK (2025) Movie Review

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It’s been a while since I wrote a movie review. This one just happened. The movie was playing at home. Not sure if it was my brother or mom who put it on because I was reading “The mediations”.

Spoiler alert: Watch before you read.

The film tries to cover almost 30 to 40 years of life in 2.5 hours. That’s a big stretch. The core message was there, but not kind of said straight. In India, “owning a house” is like a stamp of adulthood. Especially after 25, families expect it or they push towards it.

Before proceeding any further, lets understand the two sides of coin here

The family struggling to buy a home in the city. Every time they save, an emergency hits. That’s real. Renting means less freedom, annoying owners, noisy neighbors, and that constant instability.

On the flip, owning isn’t perfect either. You can’t expand easily, old houses eat up money in repairs, you pay taxes, and if you rent it out, you deal with tenants. The grass is always greener.

The debate on rent vs. buy is subjective. YT financial gurus might say rent and the family will say buy. Real estate developers will say buy now. In the end, it’s about one’s income, expenses, and peace of mind. Its always subjective.

One thing the movie made clear. If you hate your job and you have an long term loan, life feels like a trap. Paycheck to paycheck. I just hope viewers don’t get stuck on details on like his IT degree or her marriage story for getting a housing loan. At the end, the last stretch felt like an ad for Casagrand. Marketing always knows where to poke you emotionally.

The role of house head, elder son, middle class dynamics, unnoticed contribution of women to the savings, forced choices, uncertain situations, non physical violence were beautifully portrayed. Yet, I am furious on role of devayani. More dialogue could’ve been. I have grown up watching her in kadhal kottai, suriyavasam, kolangal. Idk!

In the end, the choice is yours to rent or buy, don’t get influenced. The movie is available at Amazon Prime

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Routine!

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I just want to get these thoughts out into space. Routines are good. It makes us more productive, stable and a sense of control over the things happening in a day. Obviously, health care routines makes our life healthier and better. These shape our life for good.

But the over the span, there are two possibilities that are likely to happen.

  • Monotonous & Boring: When those routines becomes so monotonous, we want some interesting happening, like we might want a vacation or trip or movie. TBH, when these are broken, back to square one. We might need few days to months to bring ourselves back to the track.
  • New Chaos : When there are some surprising elements to our life, for example, new friend or a puppy/cat or partner or even new hobby where we have to spend some quite amount of time with them, the usual routine gets messed up. It takes time to adjust and adapt ourselves to the new or the combined routines.

So yeah, routines matter, so do breaks, breakdowns, breakthroughs. Its never this or that. Its both that keeps us alive.

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#DecodeAgri17: Who will grow the crops in a world obsessed with tech?

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This morning, I saw a cartoon from The New Yorker. The caption reads: “One day, son, this farmland will be yours to sell to a tech company building data centers.” Funny. But maybe not that far from reality.

Across the world, fiber cables are being laid, AI models are being trained, and server farms are expanding. Developed countries are busy building the backbone of the digital economy. Many of them import food often from the same developing countries now selling land to tech parks.

So here’s the question: If farms become servers, and developing nations can’t tech up fast enough, who’s going to grow our food?

In developed nations, tech powers agriculture. Smart irrigation, soil sensors, drones, and robotics help farmers produce more with less. Even if they import certain foods, their systems are tech backed and resilient.

But in many parts of the developing world, it’s a different story. Small farmers still run on 2G. Many don’t have access to smartphones, real-time data, or even reliable weather forecasts. We talk about AI in agri, but on ground it sounds more like: Can we get data on rainfed maize in a district? Sorry, we operate under 2G… still loading.

Let’s be clear. This isn’t a tech vs agri debate. That’s a false binary. The real question is, Why aren’t they working together?

We don’t have to pick between grain and gigabytes. Agri and tech should go hand in hand. Data centers need land. So do crops. It’s not about this or that. It’s about how and who.

The truth is the land used by solar parks and server farms is still minimal overall. Most of it is near metros or degraded zones. But if tech is rolled out without inclusion, then it becomes another land grab.

Countries like India need to lead with a middle path. One that invests in both digital infra and agricultural resilience. We can’t afford to choose between food and future. We need both. So, back to the question.
Who will grow crops in a world obsessed with tech?

The answer won’t come from code alone. It’ll come from policies that value land, systems that include the small farmers, and tech that doesn’t leave anyone buffering.

Because no matter how advanced we become, we still need to eat. Governance sits at the heart of this. Who owns land? Who makes decisions? Who benefits? That’s where we’ll go next.

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Just Start. Finish What You Start!

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These two phrases show up everywhere. From podcasts to Instagram captions to tweets to wallpapers to ted talks. They sound almost too simple, like generic advice someone throws in when they don’t know what else to say. But they hold more weight then we assume.

Starting looks easy from a distance. We can preach. But when it’s our turn, it hits different. The hesitation creeps in. Overthinking starts. Everything that could go wrong would crash our minds. The longer we wait, the heavier it gets.

Starting doesn’t need clarity. It needs motion or to be precise, action. One move. One line. One step. Starting requires something raw. The willingness to look stupid, to be misunderstood, to not know how it ends and still, to begin. That’s how we could break the loop. It’s not perfect. But it’s honest.

Then comes the real test, Sticking with it and then finishing it.

Finishing doesn’t come with energy drinks and hype songs. It comes with boredom, setbacks, self doubts, silence. It demands consistency without applause. Discipline when no one is watching.

That’s where the real self-trust is built. It’s about keeping your word to yourself. These two decisions to begin, and to follow through are something important and foundational.

Start. Then finish. Everything else is noise.

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Who will read the research papers?

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That question came to me suddenly yesterday as I was looking for journals to publish a research paper. Not as a critique. Not even as a complaint. More like a quiet hit. We live in a time where almost nobody including me reads the full paper anymore. Not the 30 pages of dense text, not the appendices, not even the abstract. We feed the PDF into LLMs, and it spits out exactly what we need. A summary. Key takeaways or outcomes. The time it takes to truly read something. Efficiently replaced.

It saves time. It gives access. We don’t need a PhD to understand something anymore. It teaches as if we are kids. Feynman saying, IYKYK. More tailored prompts are required. Mostly, LLMs are the first to reach a paper. It digest the content, chunk it, and deliver it clean and neat to the rest of us.

But then, Who are we writing for?

Because the old idea was simple. Publish, get cited, gain credibility, contribute to the field. But now, LLMs doesn’t care if your paper was published in Nature or some unknown journal. It doesn’t care about your impact factor or your h-index. It just reads. It pulls based on what’s relevant to the query.

Are we not writing for people, but for LLMs? I am not sure, whether we reached there yet. If that’s true, then the journal isn’t the final destination anymore. The model is.

LLMs are brilliant at summarizing. They are terrifyingly bad at connecting dots. But do they know when not to apply a finding? Does it understand the context? Do they know that a study on a small sample in a specific geography isn’t the applicable to all studies?

It is weird to notice that the research paper are evolving from a final product to a kind of raw material. So yeah. Who will read the research papers? Maybe no one. Maybe everyone. Or maybe just the machines. But some part of me still wonders what happens when no one reads the original anymore. Just layers of summaries, passed through models until the real voice gets lost.

Are we adding to a library, or just feeding a machine? Maybe both. Maybe that’s not as bad as it sounds. But someone should be asking, before we forget what it felt like to truly read.

Cheers!

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What school never taught us!

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But life will, brutally. They taught us how to solve quadratic equations and drew labeled diagrams of mitochondria. But, life skills aren’t on the syllabus. No one prepares you for the mind games, identity crises or the weight of daily decisions. We need to pick these things up between breakdown, bad bosses, betrayals and 3 AM clarity.

These are the high agency, real life skills are the ones that decide how peacefully and powerfully you live. Here, the raw list.

  • Resilience
  • Composure under pressure
  • Moving in silence
  • Negotiation
  • Selling yourself and your ideas
  • Articulation
  • Diplomacy
  • Tolerance for uncertainty
  • Managing bandwidth (emotional and cognitive)
  • Boundaries / Selective ignorance
  • Internal validation over external validation
  • Responding > Reacting
  • Self – discipline
  • Recognizing patterns
  • Accountability
  • Second order thinking
  • Exit planning
  • Systems thinking
  • Optimism

Nobody give us a certificate for those. But these are the skills that build your core. Keep collecting them. Let me know if I have missed out anything.

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When Life Pulls You Sideways

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Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.

Most of us set goals. Daily checklists, yearly plans, even life dreams. We track, plan, visualize. Some of us (me) even hang up vision boards as reminders of what we’re building or want in the near future.

but life’s full time job is to mess with our plans and blow it.

Our regular day fills up fast unexpected calls, chores, deadlines, minor setbacks, emotional breakdowns and lot more. A week passes, then a month, and suddenly we’re far from the goals we once began with. We didn’t mean to drift. It just happened.

Some people stay focused, eyes on the path. Some of us waver, pause, get pulled sideways, and then slowly find our way back.

We don’t need to start over. Just recalibrate. So life doesn’t carry us too far from what we were meant to do.

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SuperShe Island!

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Came across a post on SuperShe Island the other night while scrolling. It didn’t say much about the background. Something felt unfinished. But it pulled me in and landed here.

Turns out, the woman behind it, Kristina Roth, wasn’t from the usual yoga retreat kind. No bias here. Back in 2006, she started a boutique firm called Matisia Consultants in the US. Think business intelligence, ERP systems, digital transformation classic enterprise stuff. Within a few years, she had Microsoft and T-Mobile as clients. By 2015, her firm was pulling in $45 million in revenue. Forbes even listed her under Fastest-Growing Women-Owned Businesses.

But then, something shifted.

Roth started curating retreats. Small, private ones in places like Hawaii and Turks & Caicos for women. In 2017, Roth purchased 8.4 acres off the coast of Finland. Just trees, sea, and silence. She called it SuperShe Island. Four cabins, one sauna, open sky, shared meals, long pauses. It officially opened in 2018, hosting 8–10 women at a time. Not sure of cost details, eligibility (open to all or restricted people) and other details. And then, it vanished.

In late 2023, SuperShe Island was sold. No big announcement. The website is not accessible or live now. The new buyer didn’t share much either “no specific plans,” they reportedly said. Some online report claimed it got absorbed into a larger consulting firm. Some mentioned Akkodis (a global tech firm under Adecco Group). But none of them is clear. No press release. No trace of an official acquisition.

So here’s what we know. Matisia Consultants is no longer active under that name. There’s no public confirmation about what happened post SuperShe.

This isn’t a story of rise or fall. It’s just a phase or maybe a cycle. One chapter folding into another. People build things. Let them go and build another one. Not everything ends with a mic drop. Some just drift into the quiet they once tried to create for others.

And women who build something different even if only for a while are worth giving a shout out.

Cheers!

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#DecodeAgri16: The Organic Illusion!

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There is a certain comfort in picking up a vegetables and fruits wrapped in brown paper or with label as organic. It feels different. Calmer. Healthier. Sometimes, even holier.

Over the last few years, organic has become more than a word. It’s become a feeling. But like many things that get romanticized, the word has started slipping from its roots. Today, not everything that looks organic is organic.

Mentioned in earlier posts, PoPs and Their Far-Reaching Impacts and the Dirty Dozen Debate, but let’s understand the gap between what’s marketed and what’s practiced.

The rise of organic as a vibe

We are living in a time where aesthetic sells over substance. The moment we see green-toned branding, hand-written chalkboard menus, or words like organic, natural, chemical free, from the farm, we let our guard down and buy it. It’s understandable. We want to believe that someone, somewhere, grew our food with care without synthetic sprays, growth regulators, or artificial ripening agents.

This desire for authenticity has created a market where the appearance of organic matters more than the reality of it. Sellers have learned to speak and sell the language of conscious consumers.

I’ve worked with farmers who genuinely try to reduce chemical usage and lean towards traditional practices. I’ve also met sellers who loosely use the word organic because they know it gives them an edge. In many cases, even they don’t fully understand the depth of what organic really involves. The intention might be good, but the system is missing. And that’s where the problem starts.

What does real organic mean?

True organic farming isn’t a label. It’s a disciplined process. In India, if a farmer wants to be certified organic under systems like NPOP (National Programme for Organic Production) or PGS-India (Participatory Guarantee System), they have to commit to at least three years of conversion. That means no synthetic inputs (fertilizers, pesticides or any inorganic substances), strict field records, internal inspections, buffer zones, regular soil and residue testing, and an audit trail from seed to shelf.

Certification bodies come with their own systems of checks. Farmers have to maintain logbooks, verify seed sources, submit for inspections. Even after all this, every batch of produce might not pass. It’s hard, honest work.

In contrast, the term chemical free has no legal weight. A seller or farmer might skip pesticides but still use chemical fertilizers. Or maybe they used biopesticides but without dosage clarity or withdrawal period. Maybe they sprayed something mild once, but it still left residue. Without documentation, there’s no way to know. People gets confused with chemical free and organic.

Where do consumers stand?

It’s not easy being a conscious consumer in today’s food ecosystem. Everything looks green, healthy, honest. But the real work lies beneath the surface. This doesn’t mean we stop trusting farmers or small sellers. Many of them are doing their best, especially those in the early phase of conversion. But if we truly care about what goes into our bodies, we need to start asking better questions. Was this grown organically? Is there a certification? Look for terms like India Organic, PGS-India Organic, PGS-India Green or Jaivik Bharat.

Real organic farming takes time, investment, and commitment. Hence, we can also support the right efforts farmer groups trying for PGS certification, collectives that publish test reports, brands that share their sourcing stories honestly.

The more we learn about what goes into our plate, the more power we have to shape not just our own health but also the systems that feed us.

The procedure and labels holds different for the exports and imports. Maybe in the upcoming blogs.

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When brain shouted and gut whispered!

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Past few months, something’s been bothering me. A small fight not with anyone else, but between my brain and my gut. My brain has been making plans, solving things, analyzing every step. But my gut? It just quietly says, No or Yes. No drama. Just a feeling of calmness or anxiety. Sometimes, that gut feeling was right. Sometimes, my brain saved me. Not sure whether should let one ride over the other or just collab.

Out of dumb scrolling, read a Tesla quote

If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.

I didn’t really get it back then. But now? I’m trying to understand what he meant. I am a science person more of into biology then physics. So, its quite new.

Like, sometimes I walk into a room or meet someone, and suddenly feel either calm or my energy lifts up or totally restless. At first, I thought I was imagining it. But it kept happening. Around some people, I feel grounded. Around others, I feel like I’m carrying their storm. Like I’m tuning into their radio frequency without even realizing.

Even yesterday, while watching The Bear, I saw the same thing. One of the characters (Richie?), he walks in and the whole room changes. Everyone gets stressed. He doesn’t even have to say much. That’s when I randomly started reading about this thing called the heart’s electromagnetic field. Noticing the dots.

Turns out, our heart actually sends out energy. The HeartMath Institute says our heart creates a field that goes about 1 to 3 meters outside the body. And people around us can actually pick up on that even if they don’t know it. Adding a second layer which is gut brain axis. Basically, our gut and brain are always talking. That’s why when you’re nervous, your stomach flips. Or when you meet someone off, your stomach feels tight before your PFC even figures it out.

But evolution made things tricky. The amygdala, the brain’s panic button or the alarm system can hijack everything. It can mask down the part of your brain that sees the full picture. So even if your gut knows, your brain might ignore it. That’s why we miss the signs our body gives.

Interestingly, monks and yogis knew all this way before science. Maybe this is what they’ve been trying to teach all along to slow down, breathe, and listen to the body. Because when you breathe deeply and slowly, the vagus nerve gets activated, which connects your brain to your gut. It tells your body that you’re safe, calms your system down, and lets your gut handle both food and feelings better. They always spoke about lowering the mental noise, entering that peaceful state (like theta or even gamma), and letting the body speak again.

Right now, I’m not saying I have all the answers. My mind still runs in loops. But I’m starting to feel that my gut isn’t just reacting randomly. It’s wise. It’s picking up signals. It remembers what my brain forgets.

Not sure yet. I might be wrong. Maybe I’m just starting to notice the dots and someday, they’ll connect into something clearer.

Ending this with Einstein quote,

The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.

Cheers

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Cognitive load and other things!

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For the past one week, I’ve been working. Just in front of the screen. Not the aesthetic kind where you sip coffee and solve problems. Nooooo! Where your day begins with tasks, ends with more tasks, and you forget if you even spoke to someone about anything beyond work.

Deadlines were pretty close. Maybe I took too much on my plate, maybe the work itself grew wild. IDK. All I know is when I had time, my mind was already used up. Like a dead phone, but still running because there’s no choice.

I couldn’t write. Couldn’t talk to friends. Couldn’t even flip a book open. I didn’t feel low tho, I just felt done. Done for the day.

Eat, work, sleep. Repeat (SJ Suriya voice)

Maybe, it’s not more about time but about more cognitive load? I heard someone talking about it or a tweet? Not sure.

How much thinking space we get in a day. How much emotional and mental energy we have left for the things that don’t have deadlines (crucial ones).

Prioritizing the mental space might help, yet to experiment it on self. The energy I give to things. The capacity to hold thoughts, ideas, or even stupid silence. But here’s the truth bomb, that most of us don’t get the privilege to diversify our cognitive load. Some days it’s just one big block of effort, and we have to carry it all. And that’s reality. Not every day has balance. Sad tho !!!

I don’t know if it’s practical to balance it perfectly (not sure of balancing itself, where to perfection, idk, lol). But I think what is possible that is learning to recognize what truly needs that out precious brain space and what doesn’t.

Because if we don’t protect that space, even the things we love will feel like work. And that’s the last thing I want.

We don’t have the same brain, do we? I am not preaching genetics here! Some days I feel like mine is buffering while others are out here running n+ tabs and breathing (double inhale, long exhale, iykyk).

How do you manage it? What agency do you have?

Cheers

PS: raw !

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