Babyla's World

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 ...

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...

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...

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...