Thoughtful Drift

You know those moments when a random forward from a friend you see, and it feels like it’s reading your mind? It’s almost eerie how well it lines up with exactly what you’re thinking. It’s like a little moment of serendipity, when the universe seems to deliver exactly what you need. That’s what happened to me today. Out of the blue, AkM sent me an Instagram forward, and as soon as I read the description, I had to pause—it was like someone had taken my current thoughts and wrapped them into perfect words. The timing couldn’t have been more spot-on. It’s strange how just a few lines from a random post can capture the complexity of your inner world. It’s a comforting reminder that no matter how personal or scattered our thoughts may seem, there’s a chance that someone else, somewhere, understands or feels the same. Here's the description, if you are wondering what that was -  I text you - when I am sad! I text you - when I am happy! I text you - when I am feeling any other emotion in ...

As the dates for AkM’s Nepal trip came closer, I found myself clinging to every chance to connect. Zoom calls, phone calls, endless texts—I was behaving as if this trip meant we’d never speak again. In reality, it was just a matter of 5 to 7 days, a temporary pause in our routine connection, since she wouldn’t have international roaming enabled. Yet, the thought of not being able to reach her felt deeply unsettling. It wasn’t about the duration—it was about the sudden shift from the comfort of our regular exchanges to a potential silence. I couldn’t shake the worry of missing her updates, her little thoughts, or even just the reassurance that she was okay. Something about that possible void stayed on my mind, making each moment of contact before her departure feel even more precious. I kept repeating, “ Please, just one text a day when you’re at the hotel with WiFi, so I know you’re fine ”. I even suggested, “ Write down your thoughts whenever you can, and once you’re back on WiFi, sen...