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All Good Things
Hosted by Akanksha · EN
I could be ambitious and promise you the world, but I keep the business of deceiving people limited to job interviews and first dates. Instead, here's what I'll promise, no matter when you turn up here, I'll make sure my words don't make you feel alone.
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Aug 1700:17:55Tap to summarizeThis is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit allgoodthings.substack.com
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mental diary #03
Aug 7, 202100:14:17Tap to summarizeHello, I’m meeting you at the end of what seems like a good week. I often think about who I’m talking to. Even that lamp voice note was kind of like talking to a best friend before we fell asleep. This one’s closer to talking to you, the stranger who reads my blogs, newsletters, hears my voice notes and on some level, connects even if it’s for a second. I think we’re surrounded by mediums where we can reach out to the wide world of lonely and courageous people with rich inner lives, who may not scale the Himalayas or swim in the Olympics but every day, get up and get dressed and make the conscious choice to make the best that life has to offer to them. I write to you today. Or, more appropriately, I speak to you, today. I know that even if you’ve known me in real life, I may have come across as inaccessible or unapproachable but you may have read something I’ve written and felt really seen. I want to say, even though it may come across that I’m oblivious to your existence, it’s true that all I’ve ever wanted is for you to read my words and somewhere feel less alone. I hope this episode makes you feel that way. It’s true that most artists and creators today make hay out of their lives, they develop themselves in a certain format and present to you their offerings which you then devour whole. maybe it fills up your soul, maybe it doesn’t. There’s also too much to eat on the internet but I know this, when someone loves what you do, they return, to the same place where you provided them comfort, the same place where your music and thoughts and videos and feelings are stored, and they consume them again and feel relieved or comforted. Often, it seems like that encourages others to share things about themselves, but I will only encourage you to do this, if you feel like it’s something you’re doing for yourself, not for relevance or for other people’s validation. I don’t think those things are kind to your soul, however, ego-boosting they might be in the short term. with that, I also welcome you to the comment section of the newsletter. You can reply on the mail you’re reading this or go to the post on substack where you can share your thoughts or your feelings about what you think of all of this. If there’s anything I can tell you, it’s that your thoughts are equally important as mine, or anyone else’s. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit allgoodthings.substack.com
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when a lamp lit up my life.
Jul 7, 202100:12:01Tap to summarizeit’s nice to fondly remember those days or such incidents where something happened and turned my life, into a shade of colour I hadn’t previously imagined it to be. I do apologise for the noise of the air conditioning behind me, and my general tone as I followed my trail of thought. on the other hand, it’s true that this is what I sound like if you’re friends with me and we’re dozing off to sleep in a few minutes, so I do provide that unique pleasure of listening to me at that state in this recording. I miss that lamp. If I meet that guy again, and I probably will, because he has a copy of my favourite book too, I might just get the lamp back. though I’m aware that getting it back, won’t reverse time itself. If anything it will take me down a trip of my mistakes where I will come to the conclusion that no matter how many warnings I would’ve gotten, I would’ve just made the same mistakes all over again. I will make friends with the wrong girl, and give my old boyfriend my favourite book and trusted lamp, and come home to find my house doused in rainwater. some mistakes are just the essence of you. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit allgoodthings.substack.com
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