"Cogito Ergo Sum"- A Philosophical Quest

Sooooooooooo Long, Guys!  Yes, I’m Still Alive Hello, people. What’s up? I genuinely hope everything is fine with all of you. I know—it’s been long . Very long. I can almost hear you asking, “Where did this fellow disappear?” Before you file a missing-person report, here’s the truth: exams happened. And before that, my birthday happened. And after that, exhaustion happened. Now, finally, the exams are over, and I have returned—slightly older, slightly wiser, and significantly more tired. The Great Myth of “Getting Settled” You know what I’ve realized, guys? We never really get settled. Ever. We like to believe that after a certain moment—after a certain degree, job, salary, or title—life will politely calm down and let us breathe. That moment never arrives. Life keeps bombarding you with new challenges, new responsibilities, new uncertainties. Just when you think you’ve figured things out, life changes the question paper. That, I’m afraid, is the brutal truth of existence. Discipli...

  A Year That Begins with Headaches, Heresies, and a Stubborn Hope This year does not begin with fireworks. It begins with a headache —specifically, Latin . Declensions, conjugations, dead verbs refusing resurrection. Latin does not ask whether you are interested; it simply assumes discipline. It is the perfect metaphor for this year: submit or suffer . I choose both. This is the year I want to make a new start —not the Instagram kind, not the motivational-poster lie, but the uncomfortable kind. A year of discipline and focus , where hard work overtakes everything else. Not because I am certain, but because uncertainty has failed to stop me . I am ready to do whatever it takes to follow my vocation—to become the one I am called to be. I guess everyone is expected to do the same, but very few actually mean it. There is a strange, burning desire in me to do something no one has done yet . And yet, paradoxically, there is also a desire to be normal , to not always go out, to not alw...