November/December: The Quiet Winds of Change
A couple of months ago, I found myself in Bhimtal, a peaceful town that seemed to wrap itself around my soul in the gentlest way. The quietness there made me pause and take a deep dive into my thoughts. I realized I was tired. Tired of the constant rush, tired of the monotony that the world asks you to follow. I didn’t want to be part of the endless cycle anymore, the one that keeps spinning without any real purpose.
Instead, I just wanted to slow down. I wanted to sip a cup of tea with my family, laugh with my parents, and share small, simple moments with my dog kids—especially my little one, Sheero. Those little paws and wagging tails were all I needed in that moment. In those quiet moments with them, I found peace. It was enough.
It made me realize that I didn’t need to be part of a world that constantly judges and expects. I didn’t need to follow the monotonous principles that demand we conform to everyone else’s idea of success, happiness, or even existence. Instead, I was ready to break the cycle, to let go of everything that was holding me back—whether that was people, expectations, or the toxic mindset of being judged and being judgmental.
2025 is going to be my year. A year of change, a year of freedom, and a year of being true to myself. It’s time to cut ties with the people and things that drag me down, and to hold close those who support, believe, and stand by me no matter what. It’s time for the real me to shine.
Now, as we slip into November and December, these months are a reminder of what I need to focus on: being sensitive and learning to let go. These months are about embracing the stillness. It’s a time to reflect, to feel the cool breeze against my skin and allow it to clear my mind. November’s cold air feels like a natural invitation to step away from the chaos, to just breathe and let go.
As I stand on the edge of the hill, the wind tugs at my long hair, sending it flying behind me. My brown eyes squint slightly, but I can feel something inside me shift. I take a deep breath, and my bosom rises and falls with each inhale, the cold air filling my lungs, then slowly releasing, carrying with it all my tension. I feel my plump lips relax, my long neck exposed to the chill, and in that quiet moment, I feel a strange sense of lightness. The air, the wind, the world around me—it’s all telling me to let go, to release everything that weighs me down.
In these months, I find myself more drawn to poetry, to the kind of words that stir my soul, that speak to the raw, vulnerable part of me that’s sometimes hidden under layers of everyday life. I feel the need to spend time with family, to be present, to enjoy the small moments that pass too quickly.
I imagine myself standing at the edge of a hill, the cool air rushing around me, my hair flying with the wind. My body shivers with the cold, but my mind begins to empty. All the negative thoughts, the regrets, the fears—they begin to fade away. In that stillness, I find clarity. I feel free.
November and December are about letting go—of expectations, of stress, of negativity—and embracing the quiet beauty of being in the moment. It’s about feeling the coolness of the air, the warmth of family, and the peace that comes with shedding what no longer serves you.
And so, as 2025 approaches, I am ready. Ready to live without the weight of judgment, ready to live for me.
Readavorous (Dastan-e-Kitaab) 