The Epiphany

You’re reading “Good Stuff”—an occasional column at “The Epiphany” where I throw things your way. Things that made me think, laugh, or sit in quiet emotional distress. Maybe they’ll do the same for you. Alright, let’s try this again. My old readers might remember I used to do a similar column called “Weekend Highlights.” This is basically the same thing, but it won’t be weekly anymore. It was just too much; I couldn’t focus on my main essays because of it. and that’s how “Weekend Highlights” died.

You are reading The Epiphany—a weekly-ish newsletter about chasing the *Right Goals* and *Living a life true to Yourself.* from the desk of Abd Sid. Enjoy. xx The Idea that —“your past doesn’t define you” has been popularized by the internet gurus who should be hung upside down until they promise to not talk nonsense again. If your life were a book, your past is your backstory, which is basically the character development arc—not the footnote to be ignored.

You are reading The Epiphany—a weekly-ish newsletter about chasing the *Right Goals* and *Living a life true to Yourself.* from the desk of Abd Sid. Enjoy. xx We try to bury our demons, parts of ourselves that we don’t like to acknowledge— Hoping they’ll stay out of sight. We constantly try to leave them behind—with New Year's resolutions, online courses & workshops, and self-help books—only to cross paths with them again and again.

You are reading The Epiphany—A weaklyish Newsletter about Chasing the *Right Goals* and *Lving a Life True to Yourself.* From the desk of Abd Sid. Enjoy xx Steven Spielberg Was rejected twice from Film School. And then once again. Steven Spielberg wasn’t going to give up that easily. One day, he jumps off a Universal Studios tour bus and sneaks onto the lot. The bus obviously wasn’t going to wait for him forever. He roams around and meets a guy named Chuck Silvers.

In Today’s Fast past and internet crazy world most of our spare time is stolen by endless feeds of social media. But here's the thing - those little free moments we do have? They're pretty important. We could be doing stuff that makes us feel good and even helps us get more done. So, when we start squeezing these awesome tasks into our day, we're basically sprinkling our whole day with good vibes and a sense of achievement.

Hey Friends, Ok. Confession: This Week went pretty well unlike what I have predicted last time. Productive and calm. No sign of chaos. I’m not entirely sure what it was but it felt fresh. Happy Weakened!!!!. ~ Abd Sid ✍️ Quote of the weak. “It’s hell of a responsibility to be yourself than to be someone else or nobody at all.” ~ Sylvia Plath. 💖 What I’ve been Loving. 📘Book: I read As Good as Dead, 4th time. but this time I read it slowly. Absorbing each and every word.

June had been lots of fun, but it was just as boring………well for the good. Let me explain. I went to my hometown in the start of June to spend some time with my grandmother, uncle and my favorite aunt who had also come because of the festival. We watched lots of movies and played lots and lots of 20 questions. On the way back home, we watched t20 World Cup Finals which India snatched back from the jaws of South Africa. So that's why it was fun and memorable, now to why it was boring.

šŸ‘‹ Abd here, You are reading ā€œWeekend Highlights ā€ the Weakly column ~ Where I share things that made me laugh, cry or ponder. Hey Folks. Hopefully you missed me. I wasnā€™t quite in my regular routine for past few weeks, mid-term examination and 3 days of retreat in the middle of nowhere without any internet (thatā€™s a story for another day) and then I had cold. But Iā€™m back.

Hey Friends, I have yet to discover a better feeling than to wake up having bunch of new subscribers. This happened both on Monday and Tuesday so It was pretty good start to the week as well as the month. It’s around the same time last year that I started my entrepreneurial Journey and even though I don’t have much to showcase though I still feel like I’m miles ahead from where I began. Lot’s of people say that most people don’t see any results in the first year. I’m also the part of most people.

As I lace up my shoes and step out into the fresh air, I'm reminded of the transformative power of walking. It's a simple act, yet one that has had a profound impact on my life and the lives of countless others. I still remember the first time I realized the magic of walking. I was struggling with a difficult project, feeling stuck and overwhelmed. But as I walked, the world seemed to slow down, and suddenly, the solution appeared before me like a beacon of light.