Voice of chittan @ Swetha Thiruchanuru

 Hello, dear reader. Namasthe.  Welcome to the another thought provoking, transformative blog of voice of chittan.  Today, I want to have a heart-to-heart conversation with you—a reflection, if you will, about how we define wealth and what truly matters in this short journey called life. Let’s begin with a question: How wealthy are you? At first glance, the answers might center around what society recognizes—your job title, the money in your account, the properties you own, the skills you’ve mastered, or the awards you’ve won. These are the things people notice, right? But let me ask you another question: What happens if you lose them? We’ve all been there, haven’t we? The relentless pursuit of things that society tells us are important. The best job, the biggest house, the loudest applause. We’re so focused on climbing this imaginary ladder that we forget to ask: What happens when we reach the top? Will there be peace? Or will it just be another ladder to climb? Here’s t...

  Hey all,Namaste. thank you for tuning in voice of chittan blog.  Today, I want to talk about something we often overlook but desperately need:  "the art of doing nothing.” Life has a funny way of surprising us, doesn’t it? There are days when no matter how hard we plan, things just don’t go our way. Deadlines get missed, expectations aren’t met, and sometimes, it feels like the world is rushing by while we’re stuck in slow motion. It’s frustrating, right? But what if I told you that these unexpected pauses are not failures—they’re opportunities? Opportunities to breathe. To reflect. To just be. Think about it. From the moment we wake up, we’re chasing something—goals, recognition, validation, or even the next item on our to-do list. But do we ever pause and ask ourselves, “Why?” Why are we running? And more importantly, where are we running to? Here’s the thing: not every day has to be about hitting targets or checking boxes. Sometimes, the most meaningful moments come ...

 That day began like any other, filled with gratitude to Narasimha and hope for the day ahead. I went to work, but by mid-day, something shifted. I fell sick—suddenly, unexpectedly—and as the hours passed, my condition worsened. It wasn’t just an ordinary illness; this time, it felt heavy, like a storm I couldn’t escape.  For a moment, I wondered if I would survive. And in that quiet space, where everything else faded, two thoughts consumed me: What about my son? Will my husband manage without me? And then a strange question arose—Is my purpose done? Am I leaving because I’ve already fulfilled what I came to do? ( may be if we feel that moments are our last seconds and if we feel that we don't see tomorrow,then the most precious things alone we might be remember and we would recollect ..it would have scroll down like a reel those precious moments, and so i felt about my son and husband)  After several tests, the diagnosis finally came through: viral and bacterial pneumoni...

Hey all...Namaste🙂 let me tell you about something I recently came across that completely changed how I see life. It’s this Japanese philosophy called Kintsugi. Ever heard of it? It’s basically the art of fixing broken pottery with gold. But hang on, it’s way more than that. Imagine this—you drop your favorite ceramic mug. It shatters. The first instinct? Toss it, right? Because broken things are useless, right? Not in Kintsugi. In Kintsugi, those cracks? They’re celebrated. They’re filled with gold. And when you look at the repaired piece, it’s not just a mug anymore. It’s a story, a piece of art. It’s more valuable than it was before. And that got me thinking—what if we looked at ourselves the same way? Let’s be honest, life breaks all of us in some way. Maybe it’s a failed relationship, a career setback, losing someone you love, or just that quiet feeling that you’re not enough. We all have these moments when we feel shattered. And you know what most of us do? We hide it. We slap o...