Hmm, I am definitely a night person. I can stay up all night and remain active, but when morning comes, I feel like a zombie. My energy gets a boost once the sun sets, and when it’s time for rest, I become more active. My thought process also seems to work better during the night than in the morning. They say, “early birds catch the worm,” and it is true. However, I cannot seem to cultivate this habit; it has long disappeared since my Bachelor’s studies. Hence, I am more of a nocturnal person rather than an early riser. :))
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Best food
If you are uncomfortable with discussions about eating meat or the process of obtaining it, feel free to skip this part. I’ll be sharing some insights into my food habits today.
As a non-vegetarian, I enjoy eating meat at least once or twice a week. My preference leans towards chicken and fish, as I find them more appealing than other types of meat. While I occasionally consume meat from the jungle, chicken and fish remain my top choices.
Duck or turkey meat is considered a luxury for me, and I don’t have the opportunity to indulge in them frequently. Additionally, I personally find their taste not comparable to that of chicken or fish.
However, I do experience a sense of guilt when animals, particularly those familiar to me or considered as pets, are involved. If an animal were my pet, I would hesitate to consume it. This sentiment is one reason why I avoid keeping pets, as I find it emotionally challenging to let them go.
This sensitivity extends to my friendships as well. I am selective about who I accept as a friend, as I struggle with the idea of letting people go from my life, much like my sentiments towards pets.
While I enjoy eating meat and exploring different cooking styles, I prefer sticking to familiar options and may be hesitant to try unfamiliar dishes.
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Space for my cultural attire
I am the kind of person who loves to wear the same dress repeatedly. I have this peculiar obsession with getting the most wear out of my favorite dress, even though I have other outfits in my wardrobe. Due to this preference, I’ve cut down my expenses on dresses, as I find myself rarely wearing the ones I own.
While I don’t own any limited edition, branded, or expensive clothing, I take great joy in wearing my traditional dresses whenever the opportunity arises. I love flaunting them and taking pride in showcasing my cultural attire. Even though I don’t get many chances to wear them, I still make a point to carry them with me wherever I go. I’m more than willing to allocate space for them in my packed luggage bag. Hehe!
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Happy soul
This was an outcome of my distraction, while I was working on my project work. I had this random thought going through my mind, as I was thinking about making the work meaningful and sustainable. It was what I wasn’t intended to draw, I will not be able to draw this if I were to really draw haha. But yeah I thought this is something I need to cherish cause It’s beautiful for me.
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A parrot in a cage
Have you ever felt the paradox of being free to fly on your own while being bound within certain constraints? It may sound absurd, but I’ve been there. Despite being aware that I could be anything I wanted and had the right to make my own decisions, I often felt confined to a small, protected zone. It was akin to being a parrot in a cage (if you catch my drift)– a situation where every step and action seemed to be scrutinized from an observer’s perspective rather than that of a fellow individual.
In this stifling environment, unable to grow or move forward, overwhelmed by the circumstances around me. I won’t lie; I fell into depression, experiencing the worst nightmare of my life. That’s when I realized I needed to break free.
It takes a lot of courage to come to terms with the fact that I matter before anyone else, especially considering the responsibility I had in supporting my family with the little resources I had. Nevertheless, I decided to bite the bullet and free myself, albeit with skepticism. The journey out of that situation was challenging, requiring me to shield myself from various obstacles.
It has taken almost a year for me to recover from the ordeal, and I am still on the path of self-discovery. It has been a recent rollercoaster ride with many demands on my service, thanks to being the eldest child in a middle-class family. Anyway, I am happy, though not entirely satisfied. Wish me luck in achieving a contented life. Peace!
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Rollercoaster life
Who says life isn’t hard? Who can confidently declare, “I’ve been through a lot, and you’re just touching the tip of the iceberg”? Each individual faces unique struggles and insecurities in life. For some, the challenges may be tougher and rougher, yet they emerge stronger. For others, seemingly minute issues inflict unbearable pain.
You might have shattered terribly, faced embarrassment to the point of no return, but here you are today, having overcome those trials. I pen down these thoughts to remind myself that everything is fleeting, and there’s a season for everything. Life’s treatment varies—while some may be experiencing smooth sailing, others, like me, are still striving to meet ends meet.
To some, I might be someone they admire, thinking that I am navigating life effortlessly. It’s akin to a rollercoaster ride; at times, we plummet, take unexpected twists and turns, only to soar again. The uncertainty is challenging, but we persevere, fueled by hope—the guiding light in the dark shadows, leading us towards the exit.
I acknowledge it’s a perilous fight against an unseen giant, yet we persist, looking at the brighter side of life. I believe we will mark our red-letter day with pride, shedding tears of happiness and accomplishment. Until then, let’s not relinquish hope and continue to march forward, much like soldiers fearlessly advancing for their motherland.
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Action movie
If I didn’t need sleep, I would spend all that extra time watching dramas or action series— I’m a bit of an action movie buff, so that would be my go-to activity. Alternatively, I might spend time crocheting and experimenting with new styles on my own. I also enjoy reading novels and books. Gardening is another interest of mine, and I’d love to have a small garden for growing spices and herbs. And, of course, there might be moments where I just sit and scroll through my phone idly. Hehe!
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Dirty feet Arghh!
I have some common pet peeves. I can’t stand people who chew loudly or slurp their food while eating. I also feel annoyed when people interrupt me while I am speaking. My mood turns off when I see dirty shoes or feet. Additionally, I feel discomfort around those who judge people based on their makeup or presentation because I prefer minimal makeup and believe in understanding a person’s character.
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To err is human
My mother has always been my favorite person. Despite having friends around me, her friendship and companionship cannot be replaced by anyone else. I believe I have become more like her as the days go by. There are times when I get extremely annoyed with her because, you know, to err is human.
On certain days, I would avoid talking to her and keeping in contact with her. Yet, on those days, I feel restless, and it seems like the days are not fruitful. I used to be very negligent in calling anyone for any matters, yet this year I have been on constant calls with her, talking for hours without any proper topics. And it goes on and on…
So, she is definitely my favorite person.
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POPPY the best of all!
Favorite animal? I don’t have a specific favorite, but if I were to choose, it would be dogs. I remember we had a dog named POPPY when we were young. POPPY was a faithful companion who seemed to understand our language and had a great affection for us. It would even hunt down small animals that posed a threat to our crops and accompany my dad on hunting trips. Unfortunately, POPPY passed away around the age of 10 or 11.
After that, my parents couldn’t bring themselves to adopt another dog. Some dogs we had later either got lost at a young age or were unfortunately hit by vehicles, especially since we live near the National highway. I miss having such loyal friends around. I recall how, when POPPY was with us, I could confidently stay with my younger siblings in my parents’ absence at night. We knew that POPPY wouldn’t allow anyone to harm us. It used to sleep right outside our bedroom instead of its kennel when our parents were away, guarding us throughout the night without taking a nap. I wish I could meet a dog like POPPY again.