Reflections

Silence used to feel like losing.
Like the other person won because you didn't fire back.

Now it feels like keeping something for yourself.

Not every question is curiosity.
Some are just doors people want you to open so they can walk through and rearrange.

You don't owe anyone a tour of your thinking.

The people who matter will watch what you do.
The ones who don't will keep asking why.

Let them wonder.

Your reasons don't need witnesses.
Your choices don't need a defence.

Some ideas are better kept close.
Not because they're wrong.
Because they're yours.

You drop the ball.
Miss the shot.
Say the wrong thing.

Your mind wants to rewind.
To replay the mistake.
To fix what’s already gone.

But the game keeps moving.

Athletes know this well.
The last play is done the moment it ends.
Carry it forward and it costs you the next one too.

Life works the same way.
Mistakes. Wins. Awkward moments.
None of them deserve permanent residence in your head.

I swipe my finger at the boom gate and it lifts. Just a camera scanning plates, but it feels like wizardry.

The wave of a finger is enough to turn ordinary into magic.

Sometimes it stalls. Maybe I fumbled the spell.

What else could we choose to see that way?

The phone in your pocket, the water flowing at a tap, the voice message that travels across oceans in seconds.

Everyday wizardry is everywhere. It’s only invisible because we stop looking.