December. The month everyone seems to wait for – including me. Something about its presence feels different, almost magical. Shops, cafés, and streets start playing Christmas jingles as if the whole world is softly whispering, “The season is here”. It’s not exactly a holiday season for me this year. I'm not going anywhere; I’m staying put, saving my leave days for another time. But December doesn’t need a plane ticket to feel special. It carries its own atmosphere – quiet, reflective, familiar – reminding me that the year is coming to an end, and somehow... that already feels like a destination. A Month That Holds a Mirror As the days fold into one another, I can’t help but look back. Twelve months sound long, but somehow they pass as quickly as a single breath. Yet within that breath, so many things happened – changes, moments, conversations, fears, victories, even the small things we though didn’t matter. But they did . Every fr...
Journeying through life, one thought at a time.