This morning, I made chai a little slower. The milk boiled over once — I didn’t rush to clean it. The day was waiting, but I wasn’t.Sometimes, you just need a pause that smells of cardamom. No productivity goals, no “self-care routines.” Just a mug between your palms and a…

There’s a strange kind of heaviness that comes from being online all the time. We scroll through other people’s lives — weddings, breakups, job promotions, new homes, babies, deaths — all within a few minutes. Things that once used to be shared personally, in confidence or warmth, are now just…