On Second Thoughts — Supraja

Have you ever said something with one intention, only for it to be conveyed completely differently to someone else? And then, somehow, you become the person who “did something.” You know what you meant. You know what actually happened. You know you never intended to hurt anyone. But somewhere between one person and another, your words changed. Then another person hears a different version. And suddenly, you're the topic of a conversation you didn't even know existed. The worst part? You feel bad. Not because you know you did something wrong, but because you know people are thinking something about you that isn't true. You start questioning people. You start wondering who you can trust. You become careful about what you say because you're afraid that even your simplest words might be interpreted differently. And then comes that strange feeling— “I am the one who got hurt. So how did I become the bad person in this story?” Maybe you've experienced this too...

Have you ever had that feeling that you are finally growing in your professional life? You are learning new things, becoming more professional, improving your career skills, gaining knowledge, taking responsibilities, working harder and staying dedicated. And slowly, you start feeling that everything you are doing is finally paying off for your career. But then, out of nowhere, you realize something. What happened to the person you used to be? The simple things you once did for fun. The goofy moments. The random crazy ideas. The hobbies you loved. The things you did simply because they made you happy. Somewhere between building a career and building a life, you may have accidentally stopped living the life you were building it for. And lately, that's exactly how I have been feeling. I Miss the Old Me I used to listen to music and dance like crazy in my own little space. I loved drawing and painting. I enjoyed arts and crafts. I loved being creative. I used to randomly l...

Not everything needs to be answered… but some things feel strange when you don’t question them. Birthdays are one of them. Every year… same thing. Cake. Candles. Photos. People. Smiles. And yeah, it feels good. But at some point, a small thought creeps in “Am I celebrating… or just repeating?” Because let’s be real if nothing changes except the number, what exactly are we celebrating? This Time, I Didn’t Want a Copy-Paste Day I didn’t want another “nice day.” I wanted something that felt… mine. So I decided no routine this time. No overplanning. No trying to impress anyone. Just one simple thought “Do something you’ve been wanting to do.” 3 AM – A Start That Didn’t Make Sense to Anyone Else I woke up at 3 AM . Not because I had work. Not because someone told me to. Just because I wanted to. By 5 AM , I was at the beach. It was quiet. Almost empty. That kind of silence you don’t usually get. The plan was simple—watch the sunrise. But It Didn’t Go As Planned He...

Imagine walking into your new job. Everyone is speaking confidently. Throwing around terms you’ve never heard before. Solving problems like it’s nothing. And you’re just there… Trying to understand what’s even going on. At first, you tell yourself it’s fine. “It’s just day one.” “I’ll figure it out.” But then something slowly creeps in. Not excitement. Not motivation. FOMO. Not the usual kind—the one where you feel like you’re missing out on experiences. This one is different. This is the kind where you feel like you’re missing out on being enough . You start noticing things. How easily others speak. How quickly they understand. How naturally they seem to fit in. And without realizing it, you start comparing. “What if I can’t catch up?” “What if I underperform?” “What if I don’t belong here?” That’s when the real panic begins. You don’t say it out loud. Instead, you adjust. - >  You stay quiet in meetings, even when you have doubts. - >  You nod along, pretending you und...

  First Day: Between Fear, Learning, and a Quiet Confidence I didn’t expect my first day to feel like this. A new job was already overwhelming. But a new city and a completely unfamiliar language made it even more intense. Everything felt new—too new. The roads, the people, the conversations… even the smallest things felt unfamiliar. And then came the bigger realization. Starting From Scratch This wasn’t just a new job. It was a completely new environment with processes I had never worked with before. On top of that, my academic background didn’t exactly align with what I was stepping into. Which meant one thing—I had a lot to learn, and I had to learn fast. That’s where the fear really started. Not the kind that stops you, but the kind that keeps asking: “Will I be able to catch up?” “Am I already behind?” The First Day Reality Walking into the office didn’t feel like a proud moment. It felt like stepping into the unknown. New faces. New expectations. New s...

Is it really just bad service? Ordering food on a train sounds simple. You select your station, place the order, and expect it to be delivered to your seat as planned. The idea feels convenient, and most of the time, the delivery itself is on time. But even when the timing works, something else doesn’t.  And that’s where the experience starts to feel unreliable. What I experienced repeatedly I’ve ordered food on trains multiple times.  And something consistent kept happening. Out of two items: one would be correct the other would be wrong Not once. Not twice. But almost every time. At that point, it stopped feeling like a one-time mistake.  It started feeling like a pattern. One situation that explains it clearly In one of my recent orders: I had ordered: 1 classic corn – ₹119 1 cheese garlic bread – ₹169 Total (after discount): ₹291 But what I actually received: 1 classic corn – ₹119 1 classic bread stix – ₹119 Revised value: ₹231 That’s a ...

Do we move through things too quickly? I think most of us move through things a little too quickly. Something works, something doesn’t, and we accept the first explanation that makes sense. It’s easy, and most of the time, it feels enough. But I’ve started realizing that it usually isn’t. There’s almost always something more going on — something we don’t immediately notice, but that quietly shapes how things actually turn out. Where did this start for me? I didn’t start with the intention of analyzing everything. It just came from small moments. Situations where things felt slightly off — not wrong, just… not fully explained. Like when a simple process becomes unnecessarily frustrating, or when the same kind of problem keeps showing up in different places. Or even how people react strongly to things they don’t completely understand. I found myself pausing in those moments instead of moving on. What did I start noticing over time? Over time, I noticed a pattern. Different sit...