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Rediscovering Life in Short Hair and Glasses

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It feels good to be back to blogging after nearly four months away. I hadn’t planned for the pause to stretch that long, but life has its own way of keeping me occupied. What I thought were small shifts, cutting my hair short and slipping back into glasses, ended up reshaping not just how I look, but how I feel about myself. For the longest time, nothing felt worth putting into words here. Then, a few weeks ago, on a whim, I cut my hair. Such a simple change, yet it carried with it surprise, laughter, and a quiet moment of reflection. It reminded me why I love sharing these little slices of life with you. In this blog, I will be sharing a set of pictures that trace my journey: short hair during my school days, long, flowing hair in my prime youth, and now, this new short-hair era. The contrasts are surprising, a little nostalgic, sometimes even amusing, but together they weave a story of change and self-discovery. The shortest hair I ever had was during my school years, right up unt...
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In the Silence of Passing Days

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“This year’s going by so fast,” Zamin said as she chopped tomatoes, her youthful voice rising just enough to cut through the music blaring from the Bluetooth speaker on top of the table. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and we were preparing lunch in our small kitchen, the windows fogged slightly from steam and the warmth of spices dancing in the air. Precious was sprawled on the table like royalty, curled into herself, soft belly exposed, completely unbothered by the buzz of our lives. I nodded, stirring the kewa datshi absently. “It really is,” I said. “Last year felt like it crawled with a broken foot. This one’s galloping ahead like it’s in a race.” We smiled, both letting the thought settle, how strange time can be. In Bhutan, life follows a gentler rhythm, prayer flags fluttering on distant hills, the sound of monks chanting in the distance, the weight of tradition grounding the chaos. And yet, even here, I can feel the days slipping faster than they used to.  Zamin has grow...
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From Thoughts to Words: My Journey of Writing More Than Ever

Lately, I have been writing more than ever. It’s not just a passing urge, it’s an undeniable need as if my thoughts are too restless to stay inside my head. Every moment, big or small, feels like a story waiting to be told. Whether it’s a fleeting emotion, an unexpected encounter, or a moment of reflection, I reach for words to capture it all. Maybe this desire has always been in me, but now, I feel the urgency to write more deeply, more frequently, and more freely. Writing through every experience; My recent trip was filled with moments that demanded to be written about experiences so vivid they lingered in my mind long after they passed. There was the night music festival at Pattaya Beach, a whirlwind of sound and energy. The music pulsed through the crowd, the ocean breeze mixed with neon lights, and for a few hours, nothing else mattered. I danced, I laughed, I let go. It was one of those nights that felt infinite, where the world blurred into a beautiful, chaotic rhythm. And when ...
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The Fitness Struggle: Breaking Barriers to a Healthier Me

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For as long as I can remember, I have been on the heavier side; chubby, round, and visibly carrying a few extra pounds. Growing up, I was always the kid who couldn’t keep up with the others during physical activities. While my friends played tag effortlessly, I was the one catching my breath after just a few minutes. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be fit, I just loved food a little too much and exercise a little too little. Every now and then, though, the fitness freak in me awakens like a long-lost warrior ready for battle. During these bursts of motivation, I religiously eat clean, control my portions, and exercise regularly. I become the person who wakes up early, goes for a refreshing morning walk, and chants my Buddhist mantras with renewed energy. It feels amazing, I feel lighter, and stronger, and even my skin glows with newfound vitality. I tell myself, “This time, I won’t fall back into my old habits.” And for a while, I truly believe it. But just when I reach my target weigh...
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A Week in Bangkok: Balancing Learning, Culture, and Adventure

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After nearly a decade, I finally found myself back in the vibrant city of Bangkok on the  2ⁿᵈ  of March, 2025, for a week-long training programme. This wasn’t just any ordinary training but an intensive and enriching experience on Quality Assurance in Higher Education, Advanced Research, and the exploration of generative AI tools. Alongside rigorous sessions, the program included both on-campus and off-campus field visits, adding a practical dimension to our learning. Little did I know that this professional journey would turn into a memorable adventure filled with warmth, beauty, and joy. The trip also came as a much-needed break from the monotonous routine of teaching. Stepping away from daily responsibilities offered a fresh perspective and a chance to rejuvenate. It reminded me how important it is to take a break from life sometimes; to recharge, reflect, and return with renewed energy and enthusiasm. The training sessions were intense, but every moment felt rewarding. The...
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More Than a Number: The Beauty of Turning 39

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As I approach my 39th year, standing just a step away from the significant milestone of 40, I find myself immersed in reflection. This journey through life’s third decade has been one of transformation, growth, and an ever-deepening appreciation for the present moment. Each passing year brings with it lessons of patience, acceptance, and the quiet strength of knowing when to hold on and when to let go. And as I take stock of the people and experiences that have shaped me, my heart swells with gratitude for the love, companionship, and support surrounding me. Over the years, I have noticed a remarkable transformation within myself. My once neurotic tendencies have softened, and I have become more patient, more composed. I lose my temper far less frequently now, and while this shift feels like growth, it also leaves me wondering. Should I be grateful for my increasing ability to tolerate people, events, and circumstances; or should I question whether I am simply becoming more tamed and s...
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Orange Cup Cake

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Disclaimer: This blog post was originally written in 2015 and is being republished here on my Blogspot. Some references, experiences, or opinions shared may reflect when it was written. Enjoy reading, and thank you for revisiting this piece with me!   Though I am not someone who typically craves chocolates, cakes, or pastries; I am just not a sugar person, whenever I do get a sudden urge for something sweet, the memory of one particular pastry always comes to mind: the orange cupcake. It all started one weekend when I went on a long drive with my ex. As we cruised along, we passed a fancy bakery, and out of nowhere, I had a craving for cake. "Babyla! There's a bakery! I want a cake," I yelled. He raised an eyebrow, clearly confused. "Since when do you eat sweet things?" he asked, as it was so unlike me to indulge in sugary treats. But we pulled over anyway. He decided to have an ice cream, while I found myself scanning the pastry display with curiosity. He star...
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