I started writing this on July 26, 5 days before my birthday. I am taking a few days break from work to celebrate. But before that, let us take a quick look at my 41. A lot has happened in the past 12 months of my life. The pandemic for one has brought unprecedented challenges …

I don’t know how to write anymore. It is as if I lost my way with words. There is a jungle of emotions inside me, and I couldn’t let it out.  As I type these words, my thoughts vanish into vapor trails. Words came freely to me when I was younger. I can write about …