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Hi, I am – a wanderer at heart, a storyteller by passion, and someone who believes that journeys are often more beautiful than destinations. Travel, for me, isn’t just about ticking places off a list. It’s about slow mornings in unknown cities, conversations with strangers who feel like friends, the taste of food I can’t quite describe but will never forget, and those moments when I discover a little more about myself along the way. This blog is my space to share not only where I go, but how it feels to truly be there—whether it’s laughing in a bustling market, crying quietly on a solo getaway, or simply soaking in sunsets that make the world pause. If you love stories that are light-hearted, honest, and sometimes a little raw, I hope you’ll feel at home here. Because in the end, travel isn’t just about moving from one place to another—it’s about moving closer to yourself. So, come along. Let’s wander, wonder, and maybe get a little lost together.

Let Me Be Imperfect

When are you most happy?

I am most happy when I am not questioned.
When I am given my own space.


I don’t want anyone to control me — because I am already controlling myself.
Every single day.


I carry my own pressure. I know my limits.
If I step out, I know when I have to return home.
No one needs to remind me.
No one needs to supervise my life.


I am already trying to break free from myself — from my own rules, my own expectations, my own inner discipline.
And when someone else starts controlling me too, it feels like I’m trapped under two sets of rules instead of one.


Please, leave me alone.
Let me deal with it in my own way.


Lately, I’ve realised something else too.
People are obsessed with perfection.


If something burns on the stove, so what?
If the motor is on and water overflows from the overhead tank, so what?
If a glass slips from the hand and breaks — so what?


It happens.
It’s not deliberate. It’s not carelessness. It’s just life being human.


Yes, water is precious, and yes, we should be careful — but accidents don’t deserve drama, lectures, or moral policing.
Not everything needs logic. Not everything needs correction.


And somewhere along the way, I’ve started hating perfection and rigid logic.
I want to make mistakes.
I want to do a few illogical things.
I want to let life spill, burn, break — and still be okay.


Because I am tired of being careful all the time.


Tired of being watched.
Tired of being corrected.


Let me be imperfect.
Let me be human.
Let me learn, fall, laugh, and figure things out on my own.


That, for me, is freedom.☘️

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2 responses to “Let Me Be Imperfect”

  1. Krish Avatar
    Krish

    Should I say it once? Should I say Shamitabh or Smita, I don’t know. 😊। Well, you are right that we decide our own decisions and rules. People don’t have the right to this. We are free to live our lives, to liberty, to dreams and desires. Our joys and sorrows are ours. No one else can take them away or give them to us. But still there are some people in life who try to stop or bind us.We don’t need others’ support. We walk, we run, we fall and we get up again. We are the ones who manage our lives.You’ve written a very passionate and courageous blog. It’s always a pleasure to read your blog. 😊👌

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    1. Shamitabh Avatar
      Shamitabh

      Thank you so much, Krish 😊
      And yes—Shamitabh is perfectly fine.
      I truly appreciate your words and the way you understood the essence of what I was trying to say. Freedom, choices, falls, and getting back up—those are deeply personal journeys.
      Your encouragement means a lot. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts so generously 🙏

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