Mahie Blog

1. The Eternal Question In the middle of every night, I wake up from my bed with wide open eyes and ask my Lord, "Why did You send me to this world?" This is not a new question, and I have been in search of the answer for years. But I am still unable to find the answer. We all have a lot of questions that originate in our brains and pass through our bloodstream. I would like to say we live a life of certain questions. This differs in the patterns of our lives and journeys, but some questions are above the journey, and they will stay with us until the end of our lives.  Philosophy of life and existential questions drive us to search for the purpose of life and meaning of life , as we constantly ask ourselves life's deepest questions. 2. Questions of Society Most of the questions that we ask by looking at the surroundings, e.g., why are the poor born poor and why can’t the rich help them? Why do people die of hunger, and why can’t people feed them? Why, regardless of

 This year is going to end and I want to summarize my year here, a-lot of people will read this and a-lot of people who I want to read this will not as always. I have taken alot of wrong decisions this year and it is full of regrets having people and not letting them go at early. I chose wrong places and people to rely on and it gave me a lot of wisdom in return. I learn how to smile when you lost it in the dust of life problems, I learn to take help from strangers and feel the divine help in the severe darkness, I become very strong and self aware. I learn how to become courageous to collect your own pieces and get free from alot of expectations and take deep breaths in fresh air.  

Finding Happiness Beyond Goals and Possessions In today’s world, many of us are chasing something—whether it’s the next achievement, the next paycheck, or the next promotion. We think these things will make us happy, but what if they don’t? Let’s talk about why real happiness might be different from what we’ve been led to believe. The Problem with Achievement-Based Happiness You know that high you get when you reach a big goal? That’s dopamine, our brain’s reward chemical, kicking in. But here’s the thing: it doesn’t last. After a while—maybe an hour or so—that feeling fades, and many people are left wondering, “Is that it?” This often happens when we attach our happiness to achievements. Once we get there, there’s no place left to go. The journey’s over, and we’re left with a sense of emptiness. Think about how often we’re told to “dream big” and “reach for more.” It’s good to have goals, but if our happiness relies entirely on the next big thing, we end up in a cycle of always wantin

Some days memories of my struggles come alive. And today is one of those days. I see everything clearly As soon as I screamed, “I am not dead!” But they buried me in the grave of their ego. I warned them I felt in danger But they ignored me. I shouted. I heard their voices. But they left me in that grave. This cycle continued until I gave up and quit. But is giving up really an option? I have told everyone that quitting is not an option. So what happened? Why would you give up now and give up everything just to save yourself? This grave does not consume me. But humanity consumes me with its behavior. Their actions are like swords. And they cut you apart without apology. This continues until you surrender—accepting everything that is happening around you.  Accept that expectations were shattered. Realizing that everyone's path is different. Accepting the burden of a heavy heart and feeling helpless Acknowledge the rush to disconnect from people. Accepting change separate paths Disco

 I was running in the darkness madly I want to escape  I want to touch the light I saw a glimpse of light  It was a suffocated cottage filled with snakes I tried to get into that and managed to stay alive in that crowd of deadly snakes in a lighted suffocated cottage I survived  But my wounds are still bleeding . . . . . .

I have to push myself, I know already the whole of my life is in front of me, I know better that no one ever comes forward to push me to do my tasks, and nobody can not be. I do not have a shoulder which can soak my tears and make me fly without wings, it's always me vs me; I know it very well. Still, I wake up daily and wait for the miracle. I have to grow new wings and again fly towards unknown directions and destinations, I want to do this and I have to do this. Only Me is the person who actually knows what I actually want, What actually needed the most. I actually exactly know. I need death.

 Missing the Mess It's very true that every person has a different perspective of life and the struggles of their lives are different too. But sometimes I miss the old mess I used to be, the mess I became unexpectedly, and the mess I never wanted to be but I was. I miss that mess of my life when I get upset over something made in my head, something very distracting. Sometimes very focused sometimes very immature, Maybe old me is still alive in the corner of my heart, sitting silently afraid of the fears of future, afraid of people, afraid of the way people got changed. It's life but it is life. Sometimes you get opened to someone so much that you could not reopen like that again ever, even if you try. These bonds could be held between immature innocent kids who have not experienced detachment. Souls could bond again but minds could not. satisfaction or happiness On my to find my way out of this life, I have realized that love and satisfaction are two different things. We can be