The BlogGirl

“Blog by Sharvari”

  • Dear 16-year-old Sharvari,

    I know you won’t sit through a long lecture. You’d rather finish a 400-page novel in one night than read something that sounds like advice. So I’ll keep this like the notes you scribble in the margins, the ones that actually stay.

    First things first, you’re doing better than you think. You’re a good student, even if you don’t always feel like one. The kind who quietly gets things done, who teachers trust without making a big deal out of it. You think it’s normal. It’s not. Hold onto that.

    Also, you’d be proud of me.

    Not in a dramatic “wow, she made it” way. More like… you’d look at me and think, okay, she didn’t mess this up. She figured things out. I don’t say that lightly because you’re annoyingly hard to impress. But you would look up to the life I’m building, the way I think, the way I carry myself. Not perfect, not even close, but stronger. More sure.

    You’re going to outgrow a lot of things. Some people, some versions of yourself, you thought were permanent. It will feel uncomfortable at first, like wearing shoes a size bigger and pretending it’s fine. Stop pretending sooner.

    You’re also going to spend a lot of time waiting for your turn. Watching others get picked, appreciated, and noticed. And it will bother you more than you admit.

    I read something recently and immediately thought of you:
    “As long as the dice is still rolling, you will get your six.”

    You didn’t know this at 16, but you needed it. You don’t have to rush your moment. For now, clap for others. Learn. Observe. Keep moving. Your time is not late; it’s just not loud yet.

    Also, since I know what you actually care about, yes, you still love music. You remember the day you found One Direction like it was some kind of personal discovery. And Sanam Puri. You don’t talk about it much, but it mattered. It still does, just in different ways now.

    You even have a “Made in the AM” poster now. It’s not original,  but it’s there. And honestly, it’s enough. You’re going to realize that not everything needs to be perfect to mean something.

    And here’s something you won’t like hearing: not everyone will stay. Some will leave without a proper ending, no explanation, no closure. You’ll learn to be okay with that. Not immediately, but eventually.

    You don’t need to be louder to be seen. You don’t need to change everything about yourself to fit somewhere. The right spaces won’t require that kind of effort.

    You’re allowed to take your time figuring things out. You’re allowed to not have a plan every second. The version of you that you’re so worried about becoming? She figures it out anyway.

    Just don’t shrink yourself to make things easier for others. That habit is harder to unlearn than you think.

    You’re going to be okay. Better than okay, actually. Just not in the dramatic, Bollywood movie-like way you imagine. It’s quieter. More real.

    And you’ll like it.

    — Sharvari, 22

  • There’s a version of my day that exists for everyone else.

    It’s the one where things look normal.
    I go to the lab, I come back, I eat when I have to.
    If you asked me how my day was, I’d probably say “fine” and mean it just enough.

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  • Dear readers,

    Welcome back. It’s been a while since I last shared something here. Today, on April 1st, 2026, I felt a sudden urge to log in and write. Ironically, the moment I sat down, the words seemed harder to find. A quiet reminder of what happens when creativity is taken for granted.

    Since I didn’t pick a topic this time, I’m just going to treat this like a little life update slash “let’s see if I can actually stick to my goals” moment.

    First and most dramatic goal: going no sugar this entire month. Yes, me. A certified sweet tooth. The kind of person who believes dessert is not optional, it’s a personality trait. Day one is done, but I can already feel this is going to test my patience, my willpower, and probably my mood. The plan is to cut out all added sugar, but I’m not trying to suffer unnecessarily. Fruits, dates, bananas, all of that is still allowed. The goal is to swap mindless cravings for something that actually fuels me, instead of attacking a tub of ice cream at 2 a.m.

    Next, I’m starting Spanish. Purely for fun, no deep life reason behind it. I’ve heard it’s one of the easier languages to learn, so I thought, why not romanticize my life a little? I’ve already made a Duolingo account, and now the real challenge is staying consistent and not ghosting it after three days.

    Another very personal battle: not cutting my hair impulsively. Every summer, without fail, I convince myself I need a dramatic chop. And every single time, I regret it and spend the next year waiting for it to grow back. It’s a toxic cycle at this point. So this month, we’re choosing patience. “Growth” Literally.

    I also really want to try aerial yoga. It’s been on my bucket list forever. It’s the one where you’re floating in the air using those silk hammocks, which sounds both peaceful and slightly terrifying. Regular yoga makes me sleepy, so I’m hoping this will actually keep me awake and maybe even make me feel like I have my life together for once. It is expensive, though, so I’m keeping it realistic and probably just trying one or two sessions.

    And finally, I’m starting a psychology course. This one I’m actually excited about. I’ve always been fascinated by how everyone is built the same on paper, but still so different in personality, behavior, and thinking. There’s something so intriguing about what goes on in our brains that makes us who we are. Since I’m already doing my master’s, I didn’t want anything too intense, so I signed up for an introductory course on Coursera. I did consider just watching random YouTube videos, but I know myself, and my attention span is not that loyal. At least this way, I’ll stay a little more disciplined and get a certificate out of it.

    That’s my April plan. It does sound like a lot, but I’m hoping I can keep up and not abandon everything halfway through like a forgotten New Year’s resolution. Let’s see how much of this I actually pull off.

    See you in the next one.

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