Thoughtful Drift

Why Our 5 a.m. Chats Matter As we approach the school holidays, it means my spouse waking up late and losing the private time I have with AkM for our 5 a.m. chats. This is the time I cherish the most, as it offers a completely distraction-free window with her. In those early hours, when the world is still asleep, our conversations feel sacred—a space where we can share our thoughts without external pressures or distractions. It’s not just about the words exchanged; it’s about the sense of connection we foster in those quiet, uninterrupted moments. This was the time we could be our most genuine selves, without judgment, and that simplicity made it incredibly special. Letting Go of the Routine I know this routine is not sustainable for the long term—it disrupts her exercise and my sleep. I have been contemplating on this for almost a month now. Still, the thought of letting go feels bittersweet. Each morning, I find myself savoring these talks more, knowing that soon, this routine will o...

Dear AkM, As the holidays approach, the usual routine goes completely out of whack. Kids are home, guests are around, and everything feels a little busier. And with that, our time to connect starts shrinking too. It’s just how this time of year goes, right? But even so, I keep coming back to one thing: us . The past week has been something special. We’ve talked about so much, opened up about things we’d usually keep tucked away—our dreams, random imaginations, even things we’d never admit out loud. And somehow, every conversation has made this connection feel even stronger. It’s like we’ve found a rhythm, one that makes me feel grateful every single day. What amazes me the most is how you make time, no matter what. Hiding under a blanket to text, sneaking in a quick message while playing with your kid, juggling work and guests and still finding moments to connect. You’ve turned busy days into beautiful ones, and it just makes me love you even more. I know things will slow down a bit fo...

AkM, thanks for your letter.. loved it. My Love, I am pretty late in sending you this one. We have been tied in soo many real life commitments. so just thought of sending you this one in middle of your mess and chaos in hopes to bring a smile and a cute dimple on that face ;) The other day my reply to your message was incomplete. I tried taking out really a good time to draft the best possible thoughts and feelings but then realised no time is enough and no words are enough to let you know what i feel..... Probably in some relations words and gratitude might just be a way to tell how you feel but it can never completely justify what i feel about this.... I know from past few days i have been talking about balancing, keeping this forever, sustainability, reduced talks and connects, stress, health impact and pata nahi kya kya... Its my mind that wants to say this to you.... its my mind that wants your well being... its my mind that wants to balance this....its my mind that is practical. ...

As we celebrate our 9th , here's the note I texted to AkM As we approach yet another month together, I couldn’t help but sit down and let my thoughts flow. You know, last time I wrote something like this, I honestly thought, “What more could I possibly say?” But here I am, realizing once again how wrong I was. We keep surprising ourselves, don’t we? This bond, this connection… it just keeps growing in ways I never imagined. These past couple of days have been a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. Most of them I’ve already shared with you – openly, honestly, and unfiltered. But one thing keeps coming back to me - how extraordinary this relationship truly is. While scrolling today through old blog posts, it hit me – I’ve shared so much with you in such a short time. It’s almost overwhelming, in the best way possible. No one has ever come this close to knowing me, understanding me, the way you do. And it didn’t even feel forced; it just happened so naturally. You were right – the way ...

Hey Sweetheart, I’ve been meaning to write this, straight from the heart. Over the last few weeks, things between us have reached a depth I didn’t think was possible. The way we call each other “sweetheart” and “dear”—words I’ve never used for anyone else—feels so special, you know? It’s like we’ve created our own little world where everything just fits perfectly. I can’t help but smile every time I see you write “my love.” It feels so warm and comforting. This letter is my way of saying something I’ve been holding on to: while we figure out how to balance things, I want you to always remember that the love we share will never change. That’s the promise you’ve made, and I hold onto it like an anchor. Honestly, I’d be devastated if even the smallest part of this connection ever changed. I know we had to have that conversation someday—the one about balance. I get why you brought it up this morning, and I love you even more for it. You have this incredible way of steering us back to reali...