We’ve learned to count almost everything — calories, steps, followers, likes — so naturally, we began counting friends. Somewhere between adolescence and adulthood, friendship became a metric. You could scroll, compare, and quietly panic: Am I normal? The question sounds innocent enough. But behind it lies a complex psychology — part evolutionary design, part social anxiety. The truth is that friendship, once a survival instinct, is now a competitive sport. And the scoreboard isn’t emotional closeness anymore; it’s visibility. If a “normal” number of friends exists, who decided it? Anthropologists, algorithms, or the fear of eating lunch alone?
What started as a means to express my observations when riding the Delhi Metro is now about maintaining a not-so-personal diary about the "everyday" Life! Expect a lot of opinions, a love for the unusual, and the tendency to blog about things that don't seem to matter much...on-the-go, unfiltered, and with bias and ALWAYS with a cup of chai...[and some AI]
The Entire City Is Misreading It: There Is NO Air Pollution in Delhi!!
Step outside, squint through the beige horizon, and remind yourself that this isn’t pollution — it’s panoramic. The air is not thick with dust and death; it’s textured. And that dull, relentless burning in your throat? That’s civic pride, baby. The government says it’s all fine, so you can exhale — carefully, of course, because the AQI hit 460 this week and every breath counts. In the official narrative, Delhi doesn’t have pollution. It has “temporary atmospheric fluctuations.” The kind of fluctuations that make your air purifier wheeze like an asthmatic vacuum cleaner. But don’t worry. There’s no crisis here. The city just needs a good Instagram filter.
Consider These if You are on Amazon India - Looking to Buy Glass Mosaic Tiles?
Glass mosaic tiles are more than just design accents — they’re an art form that brings light, color, and personality to any space. Whether you’re redecorating your kitchen backsplash, framing a mirror, or crafting handmade coasters, these tiny pieces of glass can transform the ordinary into the eye-catching. In home décor, glass mosaic tiles shine brightest where they can play with light. Try using them on a feature wall, around a vanity mirror, or as a border in your bathroom. The reflective surface bounces light around the room, adding depth and elegance. You can also use mosaic tiles on tabletops or plant stands for a touch of color without overpowering your interior theme. Pair neutral tiles with metallic grout for a sophisticated look, or experiment with vibrant tones to create a lively, artistic vibe. For DIY enthusiasts, mosaic tiles are equally rewarding.
Crunchy Wafers, Clunky Cluttered Coffee Mugs, Tearing Package Tapes - How are Food Noises & Visuals Stimulating Unwarranted Hunger Pangs?
Hunger was once the body’s private signal, an instinctive whisper between the stomach and the mind. Today, it is a performance staged and directed by an orchestra of sounds and visuals designed to provoke appetite before biology even speaks. The snap of a wafer, the crinkle of foil, the hiss of soda, the sight of caramel melting in slow motion — each has been engineered to bypass willpower and activate hunger where none existed. What we call “cravings” are often not cravings at all. They are responses to manufactured stimuli. In a culture where silence is rare, we eat not when we are hungry, but when the world reminds us that we could be.
Make a Dog’s Day “The Rescue Reflex: Why Saving a Dog Feels Like Saving Ourselves”
Somewhere between loneliness and loyalty, between guilt and grace, lies the quiet exchange that happens when a person rescues a dog. It’s marketed as compassion — a simple act of kindness — but emotionally, it’s far more complicated. To save a dog from neglect, abandonment, or euthanasia is to participate in a deeply human ritual: the desire to mend something that mirrors our own brokenness. Every October 22, Make a Dog’s Day returns as both an adoption campaign and a cultural moment of confession — when we collectively try to prove we still know how to care. The campaign’s tone is light, often sponsored by automakers or pet brands, but beneath it lies a psychological truth that is neither cute nor commercial. When we save dogs, we often save fragments of ourselves that have long been waiting for rescue.
Wombat Day “The Animal That Forgot to Rush: Lessons from Australia’s Slowest Philosopher”
Speed has become the measure of modern virtue. We multitask, micro-manage, optimize, and wear exhaustion like a badge of honor. In a world obsessed with acceleration, the wombat stands like a furry contradiction — slow, methodical, subterranean, and utterly indifferent to our collective hurry. Every October 22, Australians celebrate Wombat Day, a festival that began as a quirky homage to this short-legged burrower and has evolved into a national wink at pace itself. The wombat doesn’t tweet, sprint, or strive. It eats, digs, rests, and occasionally looks puzzled — a perfect mammal in an age of overcomplication. To study the wombat is to confront an evolutionary question: what if survival never required haste?
National Boston Cream Pie Day “Calories and Class: Why Boston Cream Pie Was the First Socially Acceptable Luxury”
The Boston Cream Pie is an edible paradox — rich yet respectable, decadent yet decorous. Born in a 19th-century Boston hotel kitchen, it wasn’t technically a pie at all, but a layered sponge cake laced with custard and capped with chocolate. What it truly became, however, was America’s first socially acceptable luxury — a dessert that managed to make indulgence look virtuous. At a time when moral restraint governed everything from women’s laughter to men’s diets, the Boston Cream Pie arrived like a polite rebellion. It was a dessert designed not to shock but to charm, dressed in civility even as it whispered temptation.
World International Stuttering Awareness Day “The Pause That Speaks: What Stuttering Teaches Us About Control and Being Heard”
International Stuttering Awareness Day isn’t about celebrating speech “perfection.” It’s about reclaiming the pause — that charged, trembling space where thought collides with expression. Because within that silence lies a truth about how humans mistake fluency for intelligence and smoothness for worth. Speech is supposed to be effortless — breath into sound, sound into meaning, meaning into recognition. But for those who stutter, every syllable carries the weight of timing, anticipation, and fear. The world hears hesitation; they feel resistance.
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