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A Lesson I Wish I Had Learned Earlier
(from “About Life Choices and Potholes”)
If I could go back and tell my younger self one thing, it would be this:
Stop trying to make life look like a LinkedIn post.
Because life, as it turns out, has more potholes than milestones — and the sooner you learn to laugh at them, the smoother the ride feels.
I didn’t always think that way.
Once upon a time, I believed in “planning.” I had spreadsheets, five-year goals, and passwords for job boards saved in a folder named “Adulting.”
And then — life happened.
The job I thought would define me vanished overnight. The visa that let me stay in the country that had become my home — expired. The relationship that was supposed to be my emotional anchor drifted off somewhere between time zones and text messages.
Suddenly, I was back in India — the home I had left to find myself — now trying to find myself all over again.
Mumbai greeted me with open arms and traffic jams.
And in that traffic, I learned that potholes aren’t just a metaphor. They’re a lifestyle.
One moment you’re cruising along Marine Drive thinking, “Ah, this city still loves me,” and the next — thunk! — a crater the size of…
