💫 200 Steps : A Milestone Reflection

When It All Began

When I began Abstracts by Anita, I never imagined that one day I would be standing here, writing my 200th post.

What started as a small attempt to share my reflections has turned into a journey of capturing life in fragments—moments stitched together with emotion, laughter, nostalgia, and truth.

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Echoes of Childhood and Youth

I’ve written about the innocence of school years, where friendships were sometimes tested by differences in background, yet quietly shaped us into more mature souls.

I’ve celebrated the music of our youth—the golden melodies of the 70s and 80s that still tug at the heart, and the spirited 90s songs that bring back crushes, heartbreaks, and carefree laughter.

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The Magic of Reunions

Reunions have their own quiet magic.

They remind us that time may have passed, but bonds don’t always break—they bend, stretch, and wait patiently. Whether it’s a school reunion or a spontaneous meet-up with old friends, the laughter somehow feels the same, the inside jokes still make sense, and for a few hours, we get to be those younger versions of ourselves again.

Reunions don’t remind us of what we’ve lost with time—but of everything we’ve carried forward.

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First Love, Forever Memory

First love is rarely perfect, but it is always unforgettable.

It teaches us the language of longing, the thrill of small gestures, the ache of silence. Whether it ended in a whisper or a storm, it etched itself somewhere deep, shaping how we love and what we expect from it.

I’ve written about those early sparks—not just as romantic nostalgia, but as reminders of our emotional beginnings, where even the smallest glance could make our day.

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The Heart of a Mother, The Soul of a Woman

Motherhood has found its space here—the selflessness, the quiet strength, and the invisible burdens mothers so often carry.

Alongside it, I’ve spoken of respect for women, whether working or non-working, because every role a woman plays carries dignity, even when the world measures it differently.

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Remembering Papa

Through my words, I’ve kept my father alive—remembering him in stories, reflections, and emotions that continue to guide me.

Writing about him has been my way of holding on to his presence, even as life moves forward.

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Laughter in Everyday Life

Then there are the banters that make life light—the rolling comedy of husband-wife conversations that echo in every home, the silly but sweet teenage talks that bring back our youthful innocence, and the daily exchanges with friends that still make us laugh till our eyes water.

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Reflections on Society & Change

I’ve also written about the deeper questions we must face as a society.

Like Kapil’s dilemma during Ganesh Visarjan—a reminder that our traditions, as beautiful and heartfelt as they are, must also adapt to care for our environment and our future.

It is in such reflections that I hope my words can spark thought, and perhaps, in small ways, inspire change.

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Judgements and Grace

I’ve spoken of judgements too—the quiet ways society measures us, sometimes harshly, sometimes unfairly—and how important it is to rise above them with grace.

These writings have been my way of turning thoughts into conversations, and conversations into connections.

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Two Hundred Steps, One Journey

Today, as I look at these 200 steps, they don’t feel like just blogs.

They feel like 200 heartbeats—each carrying a memory, a lesson, a smile, or a tear.

Together, they form the soul of Abstracts by Anita.

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Gratitude and What Lies Ahead

And yet, this journey is not mine alone. It belongs to every reader who paused, reflected, and connected with my words.

You’ve been the reason these fragments turned into something whole.

So here’s to celebrating the past 200, and to welcoming the next 200 with open arms.

Because life, after all, is not just lived in milestones—it is lived in these little abstracts, where the truest essence of our journey shines.

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💛 With love,

Anita