Husain Journal

“Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot, but make it hot by striking.” — William Butler Yeats Have you ever felt that life has thrown everything problematic it can at you? Yesterday was one of those days for me. It was tough — emotionally draining and physically taxing — and as it closed, I could feel the toll it had taken on my health. But here’s the thing: despite the exhaustion and setbacks, I didn’t give up. I showed up. Today, I’m back to the drawing board, meditating, putting in the work, and focusing on honing my skills. In fact, I’m doing something I’ve been thinking about for a while now — starting a YouTube channel. The plan was to record a video last evening. I had even picked a topic, one I was really excited about. But, as life often goes, unexpected events cropped up, draining my e...

Each year, a state-level award is bestowed upon outstanding employees with disabilities for their exceptional performance in Uttar Pradesh. This year, I dared to dream of it. My nomination was a compilation of my proudest achievements: running marathons, publishing two books, earning an award from my workplace for incredible performance, and delivering inspiring talks at various conferences. By all accounts, my chances seemed promising. But when the results came out, my name wasn’t on the list. At first, the news hit hard. Disappointment lingered momentarily, but as the dust settled, a surprising emotion emerged: a profound sense of accomplishment. How could rejection feel like a reward? Let me explain. A Blessing in Disguise Had I won the award, my schedule would have filled up with celebrations, interviews, and formalities. While those moments of recognition would have been exhilarating, they might have ...

No classroom, textbook, or seminar could have imparted the wisdom I gained through the tough experiences of lending money. Ironically, the lost money turned into tuition fees for the school of hard knocks, teaching me invaluable truths about financial responsibility and boundaries. This isn’t a tale of bitterness or regret; it’s a journey of growth. If you’ve ever lent money to someone and regretted it, my story might resonate with you. The First Knock: Trust vs. Responsibility Once a friendly person told me that he was in a tight spot and urgently needed money. I didn’t hesitate — I handed over what he needed, confident that he would repay me as promised. Weeks turned into months, and the repayment never came. I found myself making excuses for him, convincing myself that he would honour his word eventually. But instead of repaying me the old money, he asked me for more, telling me, with hesitation and embarrassment, that he had got into ...

Yesterday, I lost my temper with my daughter. I treated her harshly, and I can’t help but feel deep regret and shame. The sobering truth is, my actions caused her pain, and that’s something I’ll never forget. I started with the best intentions, but somewhere along the way, my frustration got the best of me. Instead of guiding her with love, I responded with cruelty. I can’t take back what happened, but I can learn from it and make sure it doesn’t come to pass again. It’s a painful lesson, but it’s one that I needed to learn: love is the only force that truly shapes a child. You can’t force them to change or grow, no matter how hard you try. I’ve learnt that the hard way, but this wisdom has stood the test of time — and it’s something I will now carry with me every day. The Impact of Rash Actions Before I talk about what I plan to do differently, I n...

Whether one admits it or not, it happens all the time. We look at a huge project and feel that wave of cold dread washing over our bones. I’m going to tell you a shameful secret about myself. It could ruin the little reputation that I have, but let it come. Years ago, I started writing a huge novel, but the tyranny of the project overwhelmed me. So I gave up on it. Did I just tell you that I failed? Exactly. I had just started my 21-kilometre run when I felt a heaviness on my chest. The enormity of the distance for an untrained person like me was powerful enough to wipe out all the motivation. Yes, I tell you, right on your face, I had wanted to crawl back into bed. I felt the game’s over. Finish. But I told myself to keep running, even if I didn’t reach the target. And so, I kept at it. As far as my novel is concerned, well, I couldn’t complete it, but I wrote two books and covered huge distances in marathons. And wh...

Have you ever sat down to write without a specific topic in mind? I often do this, and while it might sound unstructured, I’ve found that it leads me to some of my most valuable insights. Today, I decided to give myself a ten-minute writing session without a clear plan, just to see where it takes me. For me, this approach isn’t just about filling the page — it’s a way to break free from predictability. I’ve realised that in writing, painting, or any creative pursuit, breaking away from what’s ordinary is essential. People, including myself, seem to enjoy variety. When everything feels too predictable, people tend to lose interest, and the effort can start to feel ignored. That said, I’ve also discovered that finding the right balance between novelty and familiarity isn’t always straightforward. While surprises in creative work can keep things fresh, too much of it might feel overwhelming or disconnected. For instance, in my own writing,...

“He had heard people speak contemptuously of money: he wondered if they had ever tried to do without it.” — W. Somerset Maugham, author of Of Human Bondage I don’t hate money. I hate the philosophy that dictates that money should be hated. Yes, we can’t drown in greed to acquire it. We can’t infringe on anyone’s rights to amass it. But we can’t also leave any legitimate way to earn it. Agree? Then read on. Digging around options to grow my money, I came across an intriguing concept: The Rule of 72. This simple formula helps you estimate how long it will take for your investment to double, based on a fixed rate of interest. Here’s how it works: you divide 72 by the rate of interest. For example, if you invest your money at a 10% annual return, the math is straightforward — 72 ÷ 10 = 7.2. That means ...

“I am a slow walker, but I never walk back.” Abraham Lincoln Ever felt Like Progress Is Too Slow? Has it appeared to you that the going is getting tough? If yes, then read on. Today, I published another post on my blog, and I’m feeling good about it. Staying consistent with my writing has been a challenge, especially when the response from readers hasn’t quite met my expectations. But I’ve realized something important: consistency is key, and that’s what matters most right now. Progress Is About Showing Up As I reflect on my journey, I remind myself that progress doesn’t always come in big leaps. Sometimes, it’s just about showing up, day after day, and putting in the work. Improvement happens gradually — by keeping the momentum going, even when immediate results aren’t visible. I’ve set myself a goal: once I’ve published a dozen or so great posts, I’ll start looking for influencers to help spread the word. It’s often said that the secret to s...

Here’s the thing about hiccups: they’re often disguised as opportunities. Over the years, I’ve come to believe that every moment — good or bad — has something to teach us. Yes, some days, no matter how much we plan, life throws curveballs. Today was one of those days for me. Half the day has passed by, and I’m finding myself mentally drained, feeling as though I hadn’t accomplished anything concrete. Yet, as I reflect on the day, I realize it wasn’t a complete waste — far from it. A Slow Start with a Bright Spot The day began with a small but meaningful success: I offered my morning prayers on time. It was a quiet moment of gratitude and reflection, setting the tone for a promising day — or so I thought. But soon, the sluggishness set in. Despite my initial enthusiasm to write and hit a thousand-word target, I struggled to focus. Restlessness crept in, and my productivity felt like it had hit rock bottom. ...

Let me confess upfront: I’m terrible at small talk. Social gatherings are my Achilles' heel, especially when faced with the challenge of creating engaging yet effortless conversations. However, last evening, when I met my cousin sister and her husband, I found myself thrust into the proverbial deep end of small talk. What could I possibly say to make the evening flow smoothly? As luck would have it, I discovered that my cousin’s husband works in a UAE bank. Aha! Finally, a topic I could tackle: money. Lately, I’ve become deeply interested in personal finance, particularly in frugality and strategies to save for the future. This newfound interest had nudged me toward exploring mutual funds, a topic I eagerly brought up. Why Mutual Funds Caught My Attention For years, I relied on traditional saving options like fixed deposits (FDs) and recurring deposits (RDs). While these tools offer safety, they fail to outpace inflatio...