I wanted to work on the flying pigeon pose the other day. But after a few minutes of practice and a LOT of frustration, I knew it wouldn’t happen because:
When I started my yoga journey, I used to be bothered whenever my daughter was interrupting me.
It’s been 4 years now that I decided to make a big change in my life.
On my quest to find myself, I thought that life coaching was my passion. I had big plans for it but none of them worked out. Over time, I became so obsessed about finding my passion that one day I just broke down and stopped trying so hard.
It’s been 4 years (already!) that I made the decision to quit my job.
I think a lot before speaking. Because I don’t wanna hurt people’s feelings like sometimes they do to me.
Hard work pays off.
— What do you do with your free time? the interviewer asked.
The internet is a place where you can learn to hate anyone and anything. Choose a place, a thing, or a person, and you’ll find entire communities of people who dedicate their time to spread hate about it, if you wish.
When I hold my baby daughter, it’s hard to believe that just 19 months ago she was just a newborn, so tiny and fragile, with a voice so soft that even her cry was cute. No matter how hard I try to remember how it felt, I can’t. It’s hard to imagine, let alone replicate the feeling.