Sachin Sharma

Mental health issues of an introvert
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The Quest for Happiness: A Heartfelt Letter

After everybody was asleep, I looked at the night bulb and spoke in a loud enough volume, “Wow! Everybody is asleep but I am still awake.” Nobody moved and I smiled like an idiot at the whole situation. That was how easy you were.

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The Dark Side of Emotions: How “Hurt” Sentiments Fuel Injustice and Division

Why is it that our caste or religion is way more important to us than humanity and the greater good of people? I wonder what these friends of mine would be like if the people of ISIS or other such terrorist organizations belonged to their caste as well. They would have certainly cried every time a terrorist was hanged to death by our law and protested against it in the same way they did for the reservation.

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My Childhood Excuse That Became a Running Joke

One day, we sort of overdid it and were way too late before we could reach home. It was already dark and there was no way that our parents would believe that we studied for so long. I reached home at about 8 o’clock and my parents asked the obvious question as soon as they saw my face.

I'm sorry dear, I know I made a mistake!

Apology 101: What Not to Do When Owning Up to Your Mistakes

“Sorry” is one of the most commonly used words by people these days. We are taught when and how to use this word from the beginning of our lives. As frequently as people use it, they seldom mean it. It has become more of a formality to apologize after you do something wrong or to be more precise, you do something that is wrong in the eyes of others; you can obviously secretly disagree with the notion entirely.

Bus Stop

Finding Innocence in a Cynical World: Why It Matters

Instinctively I looked to my right and noticed that a small schoolgirl of about 7-8 years of age was standing by my side, probably waiting for the bus or something. She looked worried and puzzled but I ignored her and started to look at the building I was to enter in about 25 minutes. Suddenly I felt somebody touch my hand.

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