For a long time, I have been thinking about what to write. Last Sunday, I realized it had been quite a while since I last sat down to share my thoughts. The last few months were consumed by a sheer workload, and I found it difficult to carve out time to think deeply and write about anything meaningful. On that fine evening, I sat and thought for a long time about life. It was a beautiful moment: the sun was setting, a cold wind was blowing, and I was surrounded by the soft, sparkling golden light reflecting off the open fields. I am a great fanatic about moments like these. Initially, I thought about writing on politics, as it is a subject I find interesting. Then, my mind jumped to students and career paths, and a moment later, I wanted to write about myself. My mind got stuck in this loop, and I struggled to choose a subject. Serenity at Peak Over the last six years of casual writing, I have come to one conclusion: unless you are in a clear state of mind, you cannot truly write ...