It’s the second-last weekend of the year. I noticed it almost by accident—scrolling through my calendar, trying to work out where the weeks went. That strange stretch of days where nothing feels urgent anymore, yet everything feels unfinished. The year has not ended, but it is already mentally over. And I realised something unsettling: I…

It is almost the end of 2025. I am sitting here trying to work out: Where did this year go? Not in the philosophical sense. In the literal sense. I blink, and it is Monday. I blink again, and it is Friday. I look up, and the year is nearly over. And I have no…

I found myself thinking back to my high school physics classes recently. There was one idea that stuck with me more than I expected: Newton’s First Law of Motion. Back then, it felt like just another formula to memorise. But as I have grown older, I have started seeing parts of my life inside that…

 I found myself thinking about time recently—not in terms of hours or years, but in terms of cycles. Not “How much time do I have?” but “How many more times will I get to do the things that matter?” It’s a question that hit me harder than I expected. I realised that when I look back…