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For the first time in almost two years, I feel paused. Not stuck. Not lost. Just paused. Being in India right now, with space to breathe, feels unfamiliar. For so long it was constant motion: classes, shifts, deadlines, gym, planning the next move before finishing the current one. I didn’t stop long enough to process anything. And when everything slowed down, it hit me in the gut. 2025 was about endings and new beginnings. Every year technically is but this time, I welcomed them. Not like 2024. In 2024, change felt forced and I wasn’t ready at all neither I was accepting but, In 2025, I opened my arms to it. I let certain versions of myself end. The impulsive one.(still in progress) The one trying to prove everything. The one chasing approvals. And I started building something steadier. Two close friends recently told me, “Arman, you’re too overconfident.” (Thankyou) I didn’t even realize it. Maybe they’re right. Maybe strong belief can sometimes look like arrogance. Maybe ambiti...
