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The greatest gift my father gave me was his rhythm. He had a way of making space for everything that mattered: work, family, silence, laughter. He didn’t let the noise of the world drown out what was important.
Most sleep supplements promise rest—but at what cost? This blog uncovers the hidden truth behind popular sleep aids, exposing how synthetic melatonin, sedatives, and artificial additives may be doing more harm than good. Discover why real sleep begins with supporting the body’s natural rhythms through food-based, plant-powered ingredients—not forcing it into sedation. On this Food Safety Day, learn how to choose supplements that truly nourish, not numb.
This World Menstrual Hygiene Day, let’s move beyond acknowledgment. Let’s commit to ensuring that every girl and woman in India can manage her period with dignity and safety. Because menstrual hygiene shouldn’t be a privilege. It is a right!
Collagen powders, for instance, seem like a quick route to glowing skin, strong joints, and luscious hair. But what they are actually doing is making your body lazy? Because the thing is—your body knows exactly how to make collagen through little cells present throughout your body called Fibroblast cells. So your body doesn’t need you micromanaging the process with a scoop of hydrolyzed peptides every morning. Especially when what it really needs is a little encouragement, not early retirement of its innate processes.
Stressed? Don't Worry, Mother Nature's Got Your Back!
If stress had a sound in India, it would probably be the chaotic honking on a traffic-clogged road at 9 AM. Whether it’s exam pressure, relentless work deadlines, nosy relatives questioning your life choices, or the anxiety of finding an auto that won’t say "nahi jaayega," stress sneaks into our lives in countless ways everyday!
My mother’s gentleness was wrapped in steel. I only realised that after I tried to become her. But I never told her.
Growing up, I thought my mother had some sort of sixth sense. You know the type. She would know I was faking a stomach ache before I even said a word. She could tell if I had a bad day just by the way I walked through the door. And God help me if I ever thought I could lie to her. Mom had this look—part amusement, part disappointment—that could peel off the truth right off my soul.
How often have you pulled an all-nighter and promised yourself you’ll crash over the weekend? Survived a week on 5 hours a night and convinced yourself, “Hang in there, we’ll nap on Sunday”?
You’ve tried everything. Switched to cold-pressed oils. Started your mornings with hot water, lemon, and the kind of green powder that smells like pond scum. Bought that expensive antioxidant serum that promises “glow from within.”
There you are —cozy, ready to finally catch some sleep, when suddenly… tingle. Then itch. And then…. what only feels like a full-blown bug rave on your legs. First thought? “Great, maybe a mosquito is trapped in the sheets!” So you would do what any rational adult would do: fling a leg out dramatically to give the intruder an escape route.