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  • “When Life Gave Me a Second Chance to Be a Student Again.”

    What colleges have you attended?

    What Colleges Have You Attended?

    This question instantly takes me back to one of the most interesting and transformative phases of my life.

    My academic journey didn’t follow a straight line and I’m grateful for that.

    I began with an MBA, driven by ambition and responsibility. After completing my degree, I worked in a bank for some time. It was a stable phase of life, but due to certain personal reasons, I had to step away from my job. Life moved on, responsibilities increased, and somewhere along the way, my childhood dream of becoming a fashion designer quietly waited in my heart.

    Years later, that dream started knocking again.

    One day, almost unexpectedly, I came across an advertisement for a college offering special fashion design classes for married women. Something clicked instantly. It felt like a sign. Without overthinking, I decided to join.

    What followed was nothing short of magical.

    Walking into college again after so many years felt surreal. New friends, laughter-filled classrooms, shared dreams, and that familiar college mischief. Bunking classes just to enjoy moments together, getting scolded for incomplete assignments, rushing to meet deadlines everything felt like a beautiful rewind of life.

    That phase was so precious that it’s hard to put into words.

    Not everyone gets a chance to live their college life twice, and I was blessed with that opportunity. I didn’t just gain education; I gained confidence, friendships, joy, and a renewed sense of self. By God’s grace, that journey didn’t stop there it pushed me forward, closer to the person I was always meant to become.

    For me, college life is not just a memory it’s a chapter that changed me deeply. It taught me that it’s never too late to start again, and that re-living life with awareness and gratitude brings a different kind of happiness.

    Living life once is normal.

    But getting a chance to live it again, with clarity and purpose, is truly special.

    “How many women here paused their dreams once and later found the courage to return to them? I’d love to hear your story.”

  • What are your biggest challenges?

    What are your biggest challenges?

    Biggest challenges? Where do I begin..

    Being multi-talented is often celebrated, but no one talks about the confusion that comes with it. I have ideas so many of them but turning ideas into consistent action has been my biggest struggle. My mind moves faster than my steps.

    Execution is my real challenge. Not lack of ability. Not lack of vision. Just the gap between knowing and doing.

    I am an introvert, and while it gives me depth and sensitivity, it also makes me hesitate. I overthink. I wait for the right moment. I stay in the background when I should be stepping forward. And sometimes that hesitation keeps me behind.

    Life doesn’t feel fully set yet and that uncertainty can be overwhelming. There are days when I don’t know what to do next or how to begin. But acknowledging this struggle is also a form of clarity.

    My biggest challenge is learning to trust myself enough to take action imperfect messy and unfinished because growth doesn’t come from having ideas. It comes from showing up even when you’re unsure.

    And I’m learning slowly honestly one step at a time.

  • When are you most happy?

    When are you most happy?

    When are you most happy?

    When are you most happy?

    I think happiness has always loved me quietly.

    It never waited for permission.

    It never asked for occasions.

    It simply stayed.

    I don’t remember learning how to be happy

    I remember noticing.

    Noticing how love hides

    in the smallest folds of everyday life.

    In the way birds speak to the morning

    as if they are grateful to be here.

    In water falling slowly,

    each drop patient, unafraid of time.

    In the sky changing its colours

    without asking if it is allowed to.

    In the wind brushing past me,

    gentle, unannounced,

    like a familiar hand on my shoulder.

    These moments soften me.

    They always have.

    Children’s laughter feels like love

    without conditions.

    Girls laughing freely

    not worried about how loud they are,

    not apologising for taking space

    it feels like hope wearing a smile.

    At night, I look at the stars

    and feel held by something larger,

    something kind.

    And when my heart feels too full,

    it spills into lines and colours.

    My thoughts find a home

    inside my illustrations.

    It’s my way of saying

    thank you

    to a world that keeps giving.

    My children

    their smiles undo me.

    When they laugh without fear,

    when they look at me

    with complete trust,

    I feel wrapped in purpose.

    In those moments,

    nothing is missing.

    Nothing is needed.

    Some days, happiness arrives

    as a long drive

    with nowhere important to go.

    Old songs float through the car,

    bringing back versions of myself

    I still love.

    Some days, it’s an old friend calling,

    and suddenly the years fall away,

    leaving only warmth.

    And then there are moments

    so small they almost go unnoticed

    a kind comment,

    a gentle word,

    someone pausing long enough

    to say, this touched me.

    In those moments,

    love feels like it travelled far

    just to reach me.

    Life is tender.

    It breaks easily.

    And if we keep waiting

    for happiness to be loud,

    perfect, extraordinary

    we may miss how often

    it is already sitting beside us.

    So I choose to live lovingly.

    I choose to gather joy

    from ordinary seconds.

    To fall in love

    with quiet days.

    To let small moments

    fill my hands and heart.

    When am I most happy?

    When love is felt

    without being named.

    When my heart is warm,

    my breath is slow,

    and the world

    just as it is

    feels enough.

  • Who are the biggest influences in your life?

    Who are the biggest influences in your life?

    Who are the biggest influences in your life??

    My mother is the greatest influence in my life. From childhood to this very day, I have learned countless lessons just by watching her, her strength, her patience, her quiet wisdom.

    My husband, too, is one of my strongest influences, shaping me with his presence, support, and the way he stands beside me.

    And my two children… they never miss a chance to influence me. Through them, I learn love in its purest form, resilience in small moments, and growth every single day.

    Influence is essential in life. To remain untouched by others is to remain unmoved. It is influence that gives meaning to living, it is the gentle push that inspires us, nurtures us, and encourages us to keep moving forward.