I Thought I Was Broken [But, I Was Just Built Differently]

Why traditional structure made me feel broken, and how creative freedom unlocked my best self

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I used to think I was lazy, undisciplined, and unprepared for success.

I couldn’t thrive in a 9-to-5. Structure drained me. Office politics crushed my spirit.

But it wasn’t my laziness or discipline. I was craving for freedom, and that changed everything.

I realised that my resistance to structure was not my weakness but my superpower.


Structure Suffocated Me

For years, I did everything right. I followed the rules, worked hard, and showed up.

But like a constant companion to my shadow, a nagging emptiness chased me wherever I went.

There was a disconnect between my actions and values.

It was not because I lacked talent or commitment, but because I couldn’t fathom adhering to a 9-to-5 schedule without purpose.

The thought of sitting in a cubicle for nine hours, whether or not I had work to do, made no sense to me.

The work politics, hostile environment, worshipping bosses, micro-management, and the list of things I had to endure to survive work suffocated me.

I wanted to enjoy working. I tried to wake up to work, feel valued, and give my best. But reality seemed far from my dream definition of work.

After 4.5 years at my first job, I thought quitting would be career suicide.

I’d delivered successful projects and earned accolades, but none mattered. All that counted was sitting at my desk 45 hours a week.

I didn’t want to escape work itself, but the way I had to work.

I dreaded my job.

It took me a while to realize that my struggle was not a sign of weakness.

It began my awakening to what real workplace freedom could look like.


My Creativity Didn’t Fit Inside a Box

Everyone around me: my parents, siblings, close friends, co-workers, friends’ colleagues, and roommates, seemed to thrive in routines.

They showed up on time, rinsing and repeating the schedule tirelessly every day.

Life would have been super easy if I had just copied them. But I couldn’t.

My best friend often said that the only way to succeed is to survive the office grind by working hard.

But I didn’t want to survive. I wanted to live my life having fun and working at my best capacity. Work should never feel hard.

She used to laugh at me for being so naive.

I always craved space to think, freedom to try new ideas, and the ability to breathe freely.

But flexibility felt like luxury.

My workspace was more like a 24/7 surveillance system. My Boss used to question me whenever I came ten minutes late from her calculated 15-minute coffee break, even when no work was waiting for me.

She would ask me about what I did over the weekend, what I wore, ate, and where I went. She almost always concluded the Q&A session by saying, “I am lucky to be on her team, and I should feel thankful.” What a sad life.

I thought successful people have a high tolerance for such suffering.

I dreaded because I knew I could never be successful that way.

Doing everything the same way at the same time made me feel caged.

Structure didn’t make me productive. It made me invisible.

Trying to fit into the schedule for others’ convenience made me lose my grip on my self-worth.

No matter how hard I tried, I felt exhausted and incomplete.

I adjusted to living, feeling NOT enough.

Research shows that over 60% of people in full-time jobs feel disengaged at work, with many struggling to find purpose.

I was becoming part of those statistics.


Breaking Free from Toxic Productivity

The best decision of my career was quitting my first job.

It is so true that:

The universe aligns us with our dreams when we dare to act against what is no longer working.

Shortly after, I landed a role in my second job that changed my career trajectory.

It was a brand new project from the startup client, working on cutting-edge technology. I was hired for a lead position to automate product testing.

My new Boss looked very casual.

He always held only brief team meetings and walked through the project.

He would often say, “Here is the goal. You figure out how to do it.

His sentence gave me the freedom to thrive.

We had more brainstorming sessions to discuss ideas. He often challenged me to think outside the box, and I was excited to come up with new solutions.

He actively listened to everything I presented and highlighted the pros and cons. He was always open to discussions and readily admitted when he was at fault. He led by example.

I developed a huge respect for him and was fascinated by his growth mindset and thought process.

He encouraged learning and making mistakes while figuring it all out.

I was no longer bound by micromanagement or rigid expectations.

I felt energised and started breathing freely again.

I looked forward to my 70-minute commute to work every morning as early as 7 a.m. But it never felt bad, as I looked forward to showing up to work with my team.

Even when I came home exhausted after almost 12 hours, I logged in at night because I was so excited to contribute to the project.

I was gaining visibility at work like wildfire. I felt alive once again.

I felt trusted. Respected. Empowered.

I realized I was not actually resisting structure.

I was craving autonomy, not control.

My spark ignited with my creativity, not conformity.

When the world paused, my productivity skyrocketed in the stillness of those late-night hours.

I found joy in solving complex problems. Challenges lit my mind.

That’s when I realized:

It wasn’t the job that changed. It was me.

And suddenly, I felt alive again.


Redefining Productivity On My Terms

I used to believe discipline was about showing up on time, following the rules, and checking the boxes.

I now know that:

Discipline is also about consistency of effort, creativity, and the courage to do things differently.

In fact, some of my most pivotal growth moments came only when life didn’t go as planned.

“The world doesn’t need more perfect employees. It needs people who are fully alive.”

I found my productivity in flow, not force.

I began to thrive by creating unconventional ways, outside the structure that once stifled me. With the freedom to work at my own pace, my mental health and work-life balance improved.

I was excited to find joy in the work I did.

I discovered how unstoppable I became when I felt trusted and valued at work.

I discovered I am the rebel, the intuitive kind: the one who questions rules, challenges expectations, thinks outside the box, and executes big ideas to completion.

Chaos doesn’t scare me; it never did.

My biggest strength has always been finding clarity in chaos. Not the other way around.


I’m Not Broken (Just Built Differently)

A single dandelion drifting away from the rest, carried by the wind, symbolizing freedom and individuality.
Image by Angelica Vaihel from Pixabay

The truth is, I’m not here to fit into the system.

I’m here to reimagine it.

“I don’t thrive in structure. I thrive in the flow state.”

My best work happens in quiet corners, midnight bursts, messy mornings, and moments that don’t look like “work” to anyone else.

And you know what?

I’m not alone.

You don’t have to fit into a system that doesn’t support your unique working style either.

You don’t need to apologise for being different.

You don’t need anyone’s permission to live on your terms.

So, what if your greatest strength lies in what you think is your weakness?

If you’re tired of fitting in, let’s break free together.

Please drop a comment below and tell me how you work best.

© Tamil, 2025.


If you enjoyed this article, check out MagicBytes, where I write more honest, heart-centered reflections like this, exploring the messy, magical middle of life, womanhood, parenting, and self-worth.


Two beautiful articles, I enjoyed recently:

A lovely post from Libby Shively McAvoy to manage anxiety and get the work going:

View at Medium.com

And here is another enlightening post about Mother Earth from Annelise Lords:

View at Medium.com


✍ — Published by B.R. Shenoy at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines.

Finding Calm When Fear Gets Louder

Why the best decisions are often made after the pause.

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Fear shows up: uninvited or right on time.

Either way, it always has something to teach us.

It is wired into our DNA and passed down through generations of survival.

Our ancestors didn’t just sense danger but also listened to it. Without fear, they might not have lived long enough to pass on their instincts to us.

Fear is not a weakness. It’s a signal. But when it gets loud, it makes us rush, creating urgency where there may be none. And when urgency replaces clarity, we jump into decisions we regret.

I’ve learned this the hard way: Decisions made in fear rarely fare well.


When fear demands an answer

So what do we do when we’re afraid and pressed to decide?

Fear and love are like two sides of the same coin, powerful enough to make us act before logic can catch up.

For me, the most complex decisions are always the ones tied to the people I love.

When fear shows up fast and fierce, even something as basic as breathing becomes difficult for me. It clouds my mind, tightens my chest, knots up my thoughts, and shuts down my ability to think clearly or act wisely.

I’ve come to understand that the worst place to make any decision is from a fearful state of mind.


The Lie of Urgency

Fear fogs my mind. First, it erases clarity. Then, it tags everything as “urgent.”

Fear pushes me to make rushed decisions right here and right now as if there is no other choice.

Even my expert mind becomes numb, giving into the fear-induced thoughts spinning stories, making me believe that it might be the end of the world if I don’t get to decide NOW.

But that urgency is a trick beautifully played by nothing but fear.

Fear floods us with emotion, shrinks our field of vision, and convinces us that only the worst outcomes are possible.

We think we’re in control, but often, we’re only reacting, not responding.

I’ve been there many times.

Like a startled cat on a fence, I jumped when I wasn’t ready, convinced I was doing the right thing, only to realize later that I should have probably waited a bit longer.


The Third Choice: Pause

There’s always a third option we often forget to consider:

The power to pause.

To stop everything until the fog clears.

To let the world wait while we return to calm.

To choose only when we have the clarity.

Sometimes, when we are not sure, it is better to start with what we don’t want. So, it becomes easy to eliminate the worst choice and make room for a better one.


3 Grounding Questions

The next time you’re stuck with fear yelling in your ears,

Ask yourself:

  • Am I making this decision as a reaction to fear?
  • Is this truly the best option or just the fastest?
  • Do I really have to decide right now?

If the answer to any of these is no, then pause. Just for 24 hours.

Don’t overanalyse. Don’t return to the decision in loops.

Press pause. Breathe.

The world won’t fall apart in a day.

And even if it does, you’ll at least know what to do with your clear mind.


Peace Over Panic

Always remember, Fear is only a signal. Not a command.

It’s never as urgent as it sounds.

When your mind is foggy and your heart races, give yourself the one thing fear never offers: The gift of time.

Then act, not from panic, but from peace.

Because courage isn’t the absence of fear. It’s the patience to wait until clarity returns and the strength to act despite fear.

Choose peace over panic. You deserve nothing less.

Have you ever made a decision in fear you later questioned? Please share your experience in the comments.

© Tamil, 2025.


If you enjoyed this article, check out MagicBytes, where I write more honest, heart-centered reflections like this, exploring the messy, magical middle of life, womanhood, parenting, and self-worth.


Here are a couple of lovely stories I read this morning with my coffee:

The first one by Dr. Preeti Singh about bridging the gaps between real and online meetings on medium.

View at Medium.com

I enjoyed this article from Elissa Martins about fading childhood friendships:

View at Medium.com


✍ — Published by B.R. Shenoy at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines.

Push Beyond Your Limits

It is super easy

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When the going gets tough, the tough get going.

In my experience, the tough goes nowhere, but the journey strengthens us to get through it.

The most difficult part of this process is continuing to push our limits even on the days, we run out of our energy reserves (which is most days).

Here is a simple hack to tap your limits: A simple Q&A with yourself will work like a charm.

Let me illustrate it with an example from my workout session today.

Today is leg day. As we start the workout, I have fears of all possible post-workout aches and pains.

I remembered this quote: “A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.” I stepped forward, determined to face any distress.

My trainer says we will do three sets in each circuit of four workouts.

The first circuit is often the hardest. It is when the body takes on a lot. Muscles tear and contract during this stage. The next ones feel better as the body has acclimatized to the pain.

The last set of the first circuit is always the worst. Unsurprisingly, my legs begin to shake, and my ears start to feel deafening. Looking at the barbell gives me all the rush but in a scary way.

My task at hand is now to lift that 155 lbs. bar. First, I have to contract my upper back. Then, I press my heels firmly to the ground. Lifting the weight, take a step back, focus on my quads and squat fifteen times. How hard can that be?

When I lift that kind of weight, all I resist thinking about is losing my balance and crashing into the mirror in front of me.

Today was no different. I did what I usually do to get through this hell of a session.

I glance at my personal trainer, the national champion, standing across from me. I then look at my husband beside me, who can effortlessly lift more than double that weight. Now, I stare at my reflection, questioning my eyes. “Who is the strongest one here?” The inner voice whispers, “It is You.

End of the circuit.

What happened now was not some random pep talk but the truth.

After all the extreme challenges my body went through during the two childbirths, I worked my way up to belong here with the best people, showing my worth. No wonder I am the toughest one!

My feat is not to undermine the men but to not use being a woman as an excuse to build the body I deserve.

My Q&A with myself reminded me who I am, and that is all I needed to know to do more than what I deemed impossible.

Try this out for yourself today and let me know how it felt in the “comments” section.

My wish for you today is to go the extra mile to test your limits. Once you do, push it one step further. Trust me, the aftereffect is super amazing.

© Tamil, 2025.

This story was originally published in my weekly newsletter: Magicbytes.


Here is a couple of articles I enjoyed with my morning coffee today:

A beautiful poem by Libby Shively McAvoy inviting us to join her in the dance:

View at Medium.com

An article from George Kathele about stressing us to find joy in simple things:

View at Medium.com

A special shout out to all the DEP editors for being so passionate about uplifting the writers. Heartfelt thanks to Dr. Gabriella Korosi, DR Rawson – The Possibilist, B.R. Shenoy, Dr. Preeti Singh, Annelise Lords, LC Lynch, Buddhi Ruparathna, Warren Brown, and Gabriela Trofin-Tatár.

✍ — Edited and Published by Dr. Gabriella Korosi, at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines.

Sending Love to All the Special People

INSPIRATION

Who walked into my life at the right time

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On this Valentine’s Day, my heart is brimming with love, and I choose to direct it to new places, I have never sent before.

Lots of love, and warmth to those who broke my heart and flipped my emotions, all for fun. Without you, I would never have known what it meant to be truly loved.

My forgiveness is wrapped with best wishes to those who tried hard to bring me down and make me feel small, only to not let their egos fall. I have learned the depth of my fear in my attempt to show you my valor. Thank you for making me stronger than ever.

I extend my best wishes to those who made me walk through shame for the love of their game. I’ve now learned that some battles are not worth my pain. I have nothing to prove and no one to impress. I am more than enough for myself and everyone else, and I celebrate this self-discovery and self-acceptance.

Whether it was a leap of faith or a deep dive into emotions, I’ve come to realize that love takes on a beautiful form when we pour it out on those who taught us our most valuable life lessons.

Belated Happy Valentine’s Day!

© Tamil, 2025.

PS: This article was originally published in my newsletter: Magicbytes.

A couple of lovely articles that I enjoyed reading:

Here is an article from Damien House that makes you feel light like a feather, yet inspires you to take action:

View at Medium.com

And here is another one from Dr. Preeti Singh that shows the effect of love in our lives:

View at Medium.com

✍ — Edited and Published by Dr. Preeti Singh at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines.

What Makes You Stand Out?

The room filled with applause directed towards me as everyone stood up.

The standing ovation lasted for a full twenty seconds.

The charm of that space captivated me, leaving me startled. 

I captured the whole scene in my heart to keep it forever. Although my vanity wanted the moment to last a little longer.

I had just finished reading “Pete, The Cat: And His Four Groovy Buttons” to my daughter’s kindergarten class. It was my first book session at the school library as a parent volunteer. Something I was not too inclined to do, but I showed up anyway to tick off the super-mom’s checklist.

I had missed slots in the past due to delays on my end, and this time, I squeezed it in to fit my work schedule.

I was so glad and proud that I finally made it with a blast. Later that afternoon, as my daughter and I drove back home, I couldn’t stop smiling. The cheers still echoed in my ears. A mild grumbling voice from the back seat shook me back to the present. My hard-to-impress daughter commented, “It was only okay, Mommy. Not great.”

Nevertheless, I continued to show up to my favourite audience at every opportunity. 

The joy on the kids’ faces hooked me in, making me want to do more of what I already did best. Only this time, my audience was different.

It marked the new beginning of my public storytelling sessions. I felt motivated to find new avenues to share my experiences with people of all ages.

Today, I am reminiscing about how not letting my 5-year-old’s raw comment stop me from doing what I enjoy made all the difference.

My wish for you today is to NOT stop because someone thinks you are not good enough. Keep doing what you love to do best, and everything else will follow.

Have a great day.

You Attract Your Dominant Thoughts

I have learned to make positivity a habit!

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Photo by Adele Morris on Unsplash

This story was originally published in my substack newsletter: Magicbytes


I walked into the gym, and the printed letters on her t-shirt caught my eye: “Believe in Miracles.” It made me smile.

As I complimented the woman wearing it, she said, “Oh, this is a very old one; I picked it up today because nothing else would fit me well.”

I replied, “Anyway, those words made my day.” She appeared confused and looked into the mirror to read what it said. I understood she had not worn it in a while.

I continued asking if she was new to the gym. She added that she has been going here for the last three years, and her regular time is 4:30 a.m. Today was unusual as she took off from work to get some extra sleep, something she had not done for a long time.

The word “unusual” lingered in my thoughts. I was surprised that I had never once noticed her in the last three years. And today, she just decided to take off “unusually” and show up when it was my time, wearing an old T-shirt. What are the odds?

Even more interesting was her sitting in the corner of the reception couch, putting on her shoes, when I entered. I looked at her only in an attempt to look away from my husband to alleviate the heat of our argument. Yet, those dull silver prints in her dark blue top flashed conspicuously, only to my eyes!!

I started feeling special now that I confirmed it was not a coincidence. This is another handcrafted message directed to me from the Universe!

In addition to all the beautiful wonders that exist right before me: the bluebirds, pink sky, orange butterflies, purple flowers, and the semi-white lilies! Sometimes, nature speaks at a higher volume to reveal its superpower, as it did to me today!

I have learned not to take these signs for granted. Sometimes, it sends me the drizzling rains to peck my cheeks and cheer me up. Other times, it gives me the vibrant energy to create rainbows on my kids’ faces with my silliest jokes.

I am thrilled that abundance is all around me. When I cherish every moment, I witness magic unfold through my ordinary days!

My wish for you today is to take in all the abundance around you and create your own beauty!

© Tamil, 2024

I recommend this beautiful poem “From Whole To Fragments” by LIN:

View at Medium.com

And a lovely poem “Morning Vibes” by Dr. Seema Patel (PhD):

View at Medium.com

✍ — Published by Dr. Preeti Singh at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines.

Paint Your Days With More Colours

Break free of your mind.

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Photo by Kevin Fitzgerald on Unsplash

This story was originally published in my substack newsletter: Magicbytes


Today, I woke up to witness the grand beauty!

It was neither the early morning sun rays protruding through the glass windows nor my favourite blue bird waiting to greet me at my kitchen outlet! It was a rare sight that has happened only a handful of times over the last six years.

It was an incredible, beautiful view of my kids lying sound asleep, with no intent to wake up in the next few hours.

I rushed to look at the time; it was only 5:09 am.

The deadly combination of me being awake after a good night’s sleep while the kids were still wandering in their dreamland was enough for me to celebrate the lovely Tuesday morning!

Before I could realize the lottery win on a weekday, my ingenious mind immediately made plans to push me out the door for a morning walk. A trillion ideas rushed through my brain cells to best use those two unclaimed hours.

My heart screamed out with joy: Screw waiting for the Friday night! Let’s have coffee watching a movie NOW.

I instantly grabbed the remote and clicked on Netflix. I picked the movie and pressed play. The film set in Los Angeles made me feel nostalgic. I cut the vegetables, boiled pasta, made sandwiches, and packed snacks for the kids in zen mode. To my surprise, I also found the time to apply honey-sugar scrub on my face while filling the water bottles.

I don’t remember the last time I had witnessed such peace and slowness in my mornings. With so much energy bubbling up, I willingly shed some of it to watch the snail take its next step and follow the ants marching against the wall.

It was simply the best morning ever! Since then, I have been on full battery mode, giving my best shot at every to-do task on my checklist: gym, work, school, and home. Name it, and I have already ticked each one with my signature style.

I am so thankful for today because I chose not to do anything to make a better version of myself. Instead, I took the extra time to sink into myself and be happy for who I already am.

Today, I recognised that breaking the monotony in our daily lives is nothing short of bliss. I am so determined to wake up every morning like a blank canvas and paint the days with the colours of my choice.

After all, Life is a series of thousands of such tiny, beautiful moments that make up everlasting memories!

To all those reading this, you never know when you will hit the jackpot. And when you do, seize the moment!

© Tamil, 2024


I recommend this insightful article about circadian rhythm by Lewiscoaches:

View at Medium.com

And, my all-time favourite, Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles plays around with her words in this beautiful poem:

View at Medium.com

✍🏽 — Published and Adored by LIN at Dancing Elephants Press. Click here for submission guidelines. 🪄

I See Myself in My Happy Place

In response to Dancing Elephants prompt 52 of 52

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This story is written in response to the prompt “Walking down on 
Memory lane”.

I love prompts like this that make me reminisce with joyful tears!!

I just followed the instructions here by Dr. Gabriella Korosi:

“Close your eyes and think about the sweetest and most beautiful Memory….What is the first memorable experience that jumps out at you?”

So here I am, closing my eyes in the ten-minute break between work, wondering what would be the first memorable experience my mind chose to throw at me.

I see her. My haven. Once my safe harbor. The place I kept going to as a teenager. Whether happy or sad, angry or confused, afraid or not, I saw myself sitting there with deep thoughts.

The moment I was there, my wavering mind almost always halted, and all I could feel was the unshakeable thought: Everything will be fine.

There was something so strange about this place that it always made me feel at the top of the world. It treated me like the most special person on this planet. Anything and everything that mattered to me counted: My thoughts, feelings, and desperate emotions that were waiting to burst. It made me believe the world is waiting for me to show up. It convinced me that I am enough!

No matter how I felt when I went there, I remember floating through cloud nine in seconds. I counted my blessings here. The joy of having a beautiful mom and my first card to her that said, “Thanks,” with a cute puppy face popping out of the red roses [But hey, I warned you I was a teenager 🙃]

I discovered the MTV music channel, the only thing that knew what I wanted: The power of English pop music!🤩

It saw my first heartbreak as I compared my feelings to the sinking Titanic, singing along with Celine Dion at the top of my lungs: My heart will go on. In my mind, nobody else was watching me [Remember, a teenager?! 😉].

I undoubtedly enjoyed my moments sitting in that place where the only thing in my control was the remote. I vividly remember the sad faces of my younger siblings, prettier than that puppy on the card. They would yearn for me to leave the place so they could watch some TV, too.

After every failed interview, it assured me, I was yet to be seen and my day would come.

No matter how I was when I went in, the place always made me feel elated. As I hopped on to it, the swinging motion of back and forth made me realize life’s ups and downs. All we ever have to do is just hang on to life itself and savour the present!

The beautiful bamboo swing that was hung in the center of our large living room was my happy place! A place, I would choose to be in a heartbeat.

PS: It went on to see my first love [not the puppy one 🤪], my first job, and many more life milestones. When my parents moved to a different city, they gave away the swing. I am sure someone somewhere is floating on cloud nine now 😆

© Tamil, 2023

Twitter, Substack


A huge shout out to all the beautiful authors who made my morning:

An article about kindness by Annelise Lords points out there is no love without kindness:

View at Medium.com

How to react to someone who is crying by Libby Shively McAvoy is super insightful that says people who cry are connected to their higher self:

View at Medium.com

And here is a lovely one with a beautiful prompt from Suzie Alexander:

View at Medium.com

You Deserve What You Want

Because you are worth it!

Photo by Vika Fleysher on Unsplash

The best moments in life happen to us during the most ordinary days!

On this beautiful day, my husband and I were out for a long drive around the beautiful hills of Palos Verdes in the city of Los Angeles.

He stopped at the Starbucks drive-through on our way and meticulously ordered what I would want for that weather and time of the day. His predictions far outweighed any AI’s precision.

As he handed over my coffee, he played my favorite number from the playlist and continued driving. His impeccable charm took my heart to the doors of heaven to thank my aligned stars. I told him in a quiet voice that I was so lucky to have him. Thanks to coffee for always bringing out my best side!

His response to my comment rather surprised me. He said, oh, Not a big deal. You have always been good at telling me what you like and don’t. You have no idea how much that spares my energy from trying to gauge your mind. I know what makes you happy or sad in a heartbeat.

That was an interesting perspective. It reminded me of all the times I had been specific about my needs and wants.

This one time, when we were newly married, we had our first rough argument while driving back home from a beautiful-until-that-moment long ride. I tried to hide my rolling tears by moving my head away from him as he planted his eyes firmly on the steering wheel. He suddenly pulled over the car at Starbucks and made a smart move by ordering something for me without asking me, like how husbands try to impress you with their choices.

A few moments later, a warm banana walnut bread with white chocolate mocha found its way to my table with him. I remember telling him in an anguished tone: At this moment, I only want a chai tea latte, extra hot. As I sipped some tea, I told him: Next time we fight, never buy me this banana walnut thing. It is only going to worsen my feelings for you!

Bingo! I was spot on, with not just the specifics but have articulated the consequences so well, too.

I have always been very vocal about what I want and have appreciated the outcome when I got it the way I like it!

At work, I always worked so hard, going out of my way to accomplish things that were not even part of my responsibilities. I craved to be noticed for my initiatives. I always planned for the right moment to ask for a raise or growth opportunities. That is when my Boss saw how well I had done. Unfortunately, that moment never came.

Instead of beating around the bush, when I proactively communicated to my manager that I wanted a raise or promotion, I got them instantly!

When I grew impatient with my best friends about how little they were available to me when I wanted to talk to them the most and how I was outgrowing our friendship due to our lack of common interests, the tables turned overnight.

I could recollect hundreds of such instances from the past, but to keep the long story short, Ask for what you want, and you will get it from the one who truly cares! If not, at least you will know the answer: That someone is not worth your time!

Amazingly, the more I am honest with others about myself, the more I fall in love with myself and those who value my interests, likes, and dislikes.

To clarify further, it is not selfish to put yourself first. The only way to truly love and care for someone else is to respect their time by letting them do what is more meaningful to you both.

I find it more impressive now when my husband, friends, family, colleagues, or strangers tell me what they want from me without inhibitions. Since they know I understand the language of authenticity so well, they are genuine with me and share all the good, bad, and the ugly. This elevates our bond and creates long-lasting, beautiful relationships.

The next time you want something, ask for it! You deserve it!

My wish for you today: May you always have the guts to speak for yourself and ask for what you want! You are worth it!

Life is too short to be wasted during the wait! Just ask!!

© Tamil, 2023

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Read this inspiring story from Dr. Preeti Singh that I truly enjoyed:

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Here is another one from Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles who never stops to amuse me.

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What Happiness Means to Me

In response to Dancing Elephants prompt 25 of 52

Photo by Danie Franco on Unsplash

This story was originally published in Magicbytes, my substack newsletter.

Happiness to me is choosing to devour the chocolate ice cream above anything else!

I had been working back to back since 6 am. My legs finally halted, along with my mind, precisely at 10.30 pm. I rested briefly and watched a thriller series on the TV for the next 30 minutes.

When I finally walked into the bedroom at 11 pm, an instant gush of energy filled up every cell in my body, leaving me refreshed. I witnessed calm and peace, watching my two kids sleep. The poor husband slept too. Maybe he listened to his own boring bedtime stories 😉

What else can I ask for? With extra exaggeration and caution, I returned to the living room, not wanting to wake up any of them!

I smiled back at the clock, as it could get some rest too. No screaming and snoozing for the next two days!

It was a perfect Friday night, and what fool would I be to ignore that delicious chocolate ice cream that had been diligently waiting for me in the refrigerator for the last couple of hours!

But wait, Isn’t it too late already? The original plan was to enjoy the ice cream while watching a movie with my husband, right?! What about the workout tomorrow? Is it even healthy to have a late-night dessert? Remember how all that fat accumulates right in the lower abs, huh?! Ah, the kids would have enjoyed this flavor!

Trust me, I had a million reasons to force myself to act like a grown-up. But I chose to be happy!

Sometimes, life tastes good when we cut the layers of logic and reasoning. Well actually, most times! 😉

There is always something special about doing what I want when I want it! A chance to reclaim my love for myself! I grabbed that very chance to listen to my heart and treat myself! I chose happiness that came to me in the form of ice cream.

The after-effect was terrific! Heeding my wish was as beautiful as surprising my loved ones. The sense of fulfillment went on and presented itself to the people around me with so much love and gratitude, the next morning!

Happiness is not having to wait for tomorrow to do things I want to do NOW!

Happiness to me is going against the gravity of what weighs me down and choosing to fly high [Trust me, the bird’s eye view of any problem is life-changing!] Remember this the next time you feel low!

Happiness is not about trying hard to laugh in challenging situations! It is about having faith in ourselves to get through the hell of any problem!

Happiness is to know that complex problems come into our lives to make us stronger because we deserve to be Strong!

Happiness is enjoying the flow of life without anticipating the outcome! Happiness is the essence of life!

Happiness is a skill that we can master simply by practicing it every day! How cool is that?!

My wish for you today: Wherever you are and in whatever situation life has put you through, remember to fly high and be happy. Everything else is already taken care of! I wish you happiness, wonders, and much more!

Smile, and the world smiles back at you!

Take off your wings and spread your sunshine!

I want to take a moment to thank the lovely editors of the DEP: Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles, Dr. Preeti Singh, and Dr. Gabriella Korosi.

© Tamil, 2023

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How to create a quiet routine while still working full time by Eve Arnold

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A beautiful message by DR Rawson – The Possibilist

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