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In the rush of exams, lectures, and endless assignments, the mind often feels like a restless river. I have found that mindfulness is the gentle stone that slows the current, allowing clarity to emerge. It is not about escaping the chaos but learning to dance with it, step by step. For students navigating the vibrant, sometimes overwhelming world of Indian education, mindfulness can be a quiet companion, a soft whisper amid the noise. Embracing Mindfulness Tips for Students i

I have come to love the patience of rain, how it knocks gently, then settles in, not to flood, but to soften the earth so, roots can remember their way home.   I have come to love the silence of spoons, how they cradle heat without complaint, how they stir stories into morning tea and never ask to be the center.   The patience of socks, threadbare, loyal, holding the ache of long walks and the rhythm of running toward something unseen.   The waiting of windows, who never inte

We are born with empty hands Yet taught to fill them fast With gold, with praise, with fleeting things As if they’re meant to last We chase the shimmer in the sky The titles, crowns, acclaim But rarely ask the quiet why Behind the need for fame Is love a prize for those who win Or does it bloom in loss Do hearts align with what we earn Or what we dare to toss The brain may build a thousand roads But only soul can steer Emotion whispers what we miss When logic shouts too clear

“I’ve jumped over 15 chairs, clung to trees to avoid falling off rooftops, and built a tribe from scraped knees and shared dreams.” That flicker of adrenaline, I still remember it. I was a teenager, wide-eyed and restless, when I first saw parkour on TV. Someone vaulted over walls, scaled buildings, and moved like liquid through concrete. It wasn’t just movement; it was poetic. Something inside me stirred. I didn’t know what it was called yet, but I knew I wanted to feel that

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