O Rangrez: The Many Colours Within

 

O Rangrez: The Many Colours Within

Some songs don’t just stay in your ears, they linger in your inner world. This is my rendition of O Rangrez, a composition that carries a quiet depth within its melody. I first heard it in a rendition shared by Rahul Deshpande and Priyanka Barve, and something about that moment stayed with me.

The song, in its essence, is already beautiful. But what it stirred within me was something more personal and an invitation to reflect.

There is something profoundly humbling about recognising how many colours a single life can hold. Not just the obvious shades of joy or sorrow, but the subtler hues, the transitions, the contradictions, and the in-between spaces we often overlook. Each phase, each experience, adds a new tint to who we are becoming.

And perhaps that is what makes a song like this so powerful. It doesn’t impose meaning, it simply reveals it, gently, depending on where you are in your own journey.

This rendition comes from that space of introspection. A quiet pause. A moment of noticing the colours that have shaped me, and the ones I am still discovering.

If you missed the above link, you can listen to my rendition here. 

Afreen Afreen: Gratitude for Showing Up

 

Afreen Afreen: Gratitude for Showing Up

Sometimes, a song doesn’t just play, it arrives.

This is my rendition of Afreen Afreen, originally brought to life in its modern form by Coke Studio. I first heard it on the radio while returning home from a trip, in that quiet in-between space where you’re no longer where you were, but not quite where you’re going either.

And somehow, it met me exactly where I was.

There is something deeply moving about “showing up” in a relationship. Not out of habit. Not out of conditioning. But as a conscious, consistent choice. The kind that doesn’t demand attention, yet quietly shapes everything.

My partner has a way of embodying this that continues to surprise me, not because it is grand or dramatic, but because it is steady. Effortless on the surface, yet rooted in something deeply intentional. It’s not just about time spent together; it’s about presence, especially in the moments that matter most.

What we often call ease is, perhaps, something far more profound and a time-tested alignment. A rhythm two people grow into, not by chance, but by choosing each other again and again.

This song found me at a moment when I didn’t quite have the words to express my gratitude. And so, I turned to music, as I often do when language feels insufficient. This rendition is my way of saying what I couldn’t then. Of honouring not just love, but the quiet, powerful act of showing up.

If you missed the above link, you can listen to my rendition here. 

10 Years In: What Parenting Taught Me About Life, Healing, and Becoming

When I wrote about saying goodbye to my twenties at thirty-one, I realised something unsettling that I had never truly captured the first two decades of my life.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t writing. I’ve been writing since childhood, and I even started this blog at twenty-two. But somehow, the years that shaped me the most remained undocumented. Maybe I wasn’t ready. Maybe I didn’t yet have the lens to see those experiences clearly. Or maybe, like many of us, I was too busy living them to pause and reflect.

Either way, that window passed. But life, in its quiet generosity, offers second chances in unexpected ways.

Parenthood, I’ve come to realise, is one such chance. It is not just about raising a child, it is also about meeting yourself again. If you’re willing to see it, you don’t just witness your child growing up; you witness your own childhood unfolding in front of you. You get to revisit, re-feel, and sometimes even rewrite what once was.

So instead of mourning what I hadn’t written, I chose the next best opportunity, to reflect on my first decade as a parent. As I step into my eleventh year of motherhood, here are the ten truths that have quietly, persistently shaped me:

1. Life is made of fleeting moments: The days feel long, but the years collapse into each other. The phases you think will last forever disappear overnight. Presence is not a luxury, it is indeed everything.

2. Comparison is a psychological trap: Whether it’s milestones, parenting styles, or life choices; comparison corrodes joy. It distorts reality and disconnects you from your own path.

3. A support system is not optional: No one is meant to do this alone. Parenting without support isn’t strength, it’s depletion. Community, in whatever form you can build it, is essential.

4. Growth cannot be instructed, only modelled: Children don’t become what you tell them. They become what they see. Who you are speaks louder than anything you say.

5. Life evolves, it doesn’t end: Versions of you will dissolve, but they make space for new ones. Motherhood didn’t erase me; it expanded me in ways I couldn’t have imagined.

6. Your voice becomes their inner voice: The way you speak to them and around them, echoes inside them long after the moment has passed. Your tone today becomes their self-talk tomorrow.

7. Healing is not optional, it is foundational: Unresolved wounds don’t disappear; they resurface in your parenting. Doing your inner work is one of the most profound gifts you can give your child.

8. Boundaries create safety, not distance: Structure is not harshness. Boundaries are not rejection. They are the framework within which trust and security are built.

9. The pace is relentless: There is no pause button. Parenting demands energy, attention, and presence, often all at once. Learning to regulate yourself within this pace is survival.

10. Your children are your greatest teachers: You may guide them, but they will transform you. They hold up mirrors you didn’t know you needed and ask questions you didn’t know you had.

As I step into this next year, I’m less interested in doing parenting “right” and more committed to doing it consciously. Because in the end, parenting isn’t just about raising a child. It’s about raising yourself, all over again.