Five Years and A Thousand Feelings

This blog was started five years ago, on 26th April 2020. There was no plan. No niche. I just wanted to write, feel, and make sense of the world and myself. I didn’t know what this blog would become or where it would take me. I just knew that writing made things lighter. And some days, writing made things real.

Five years later, this little corner of the internet still holds me, not because I’ve always been consistent, but because I’ve always found my way back.

This space has seen everything — my chaos, clarity, pauses, and purpose.
And in return, it gave me something I never expected — a connection. A connection with people, with words, and most importantly, with myself.

The First Few Posts

I still remember the first few pieces I wrote here. How raw they were. How scared I was to press “publish.” I was so careful with every word, trying to sound wise and trying to be “blog-worthy.” But over time, everything became smooth.

The Silent Months

Not every season of these five years was loud. There were months where silence became the story, where I had to take a break, and I couldn’t be consistent. But the blog waited. Like a quiet friend who doesn’t leave just because you stopped calling.

Coming back felt difficult. Words don’t always return on command. But this space? It always does.

You don’t write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.

–F. Scott Fitzgerald

What This Blog Really Became

Over time, this wasn’t just a blog anymore. It became a soft place to land after tough days. It was a mirror that showed me how I had grown all this time, or where I was stuck.
A record of small moments that would’ve been forgotten if I hadn’t written them down.

This blog became less about content creation and more about soul preservation.

Because what I wrote here was never trending. It was just my emotions.

Yes, five years is a milestone. But honestly, what feels more powerful are the moments.

Like the time someone wrote to me saying a post made them cry. Or the time I wrote something I didn’t know I needed to hear until I re-read it weeks later.

This blog is a collection of my quiet victories and my unsaid comfort. And the posts here didn’t go viral — but stayed. My voice is softer and slower now, less in a rush to be profound.

What I’ve Learned

• Growth is rarely loud.
• People always remember how your words made them feel.
• Taking breaks does not mean giving up.
• Writing doesn’t have to be for everyone — sometimes, it’s just for you.
• Those five years of coming back, again and again, means a lot.
• Some of the most honest things we create are the ones we never planned.
• Not every milestone needs a grand announcement. Some moments are meant to be lived fully, without captions, hashtags, or clever titles. They deserve a silent pause and a soft smile.
• It’s okay to start again, from wherever you are.
  Not from where you left off. Not where people expect you to be. From right here, right now.
  

Dear Readers,

If you’ve read even one post here even once, thank you.

If you’ve messaged me, commented, or silently came back, thank you.

If you’re reading this one too, then maybe you too, know how sacred words can be.

This blog isn’t big. But it’s honest. And I think that matters more.

So here’s to five years of writing, pausing, and rewriting, through tears, laughter, and every emotion in between.
Five years of doubt, rediscovery, and self-realization. And still, somehow, just the beginning.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Talking Concept!