🩵 January 2025 – The Beginning of an Idea
January 2025 was the quiet birth of something I didn’t yet understand — an idea that would later grow into Being Kalindri. At that time, it wasn’t a business plan, a dream brand, or even a defined goal. It was just a tiny thought — the wish to create a blog website where I could express myself through words.
Writing had always been my silent companion. Whenever life felt confusing, I turned to words for comfort. I didn’t need an audience; I just needed space — a place to share what I felt inside. That’s where the initial idea came from — not from ambition, but from emotion.
But despite having that spark, my motivation level was at zero. My life felt directionless and uncertain. I had no idea where to start or how to bring that blog into existence. I would open my phone or laptop, think about writing, and then close it again, unable to find the right words or structure. The idea was there, but my energy was not.
The truth is — I didn’t have the means to make it happen. Financially, I was limited. I couldn’t afford a domain name, website hosting, or even professional tools. Even choosing a blogging platform felt overwhelming — should I start with WordPress, Blogger, or something free? Every option felt confusing when I had neither clarity nor confidence.
And most importantly, at that time, the name Being Kalindri didn’t exist. I hadn’t even imagined it. There was no name, no identity, no roadmap. It was simply me — a person with a dream but no direction.
Still, I tried. Toward the end of January, I began writing in small bits — fragments of ideas, personal reflections, half-formed blog drafts. But nothing felt right. My thoughts were scattered, my heart wasn’t stable, and my surroundings weren’t supportive enough for deep focus. Yet, even in that confusion, something inside whispered — “Not now, but someday.”
That whisper kept the idea alive, quietly waiting for its time to grow.
💙 February to May 2025 – The Silent Phase of Stillness and Thought
The months of February to May passed in near silence. My blog idea remained alive inside me, but it didn’t move forward. It stayed still — like a seed waiting under the soil for the right season to bloom.
During these months, life went on, but my mind kept returning to that one thought: “I want to create something of my own.” I often thought about what kind of writer I wanted to be, what stories I wanted to tell, and how my writing could connect to real life. But every time I sat down to plan, doubts filled my head. I wasn’t sure of anything — not the purpose, not the audience, not even whether I was capable enough to do it.
These months were emotionally quiet but mentally heavy. I was constantly thinking — questioning myself, re-evaluating my interests, and overthinking every possibility. I would sometimes read other blogs for inspiration, but instead of feeling motivated, I often felt overwhelmed. They all seemed more polished, more professional, more “ready” than I was.
And through all this time, I still didn’t have a name. The idea of Being Kalindri hadn’t come yet. There was only a vague dream — an undefined space that I wanted to fill with words someday.
But though it looked like nothing was happening, something was slowly changing inside me. These months became my thinking period — a silent preparation. I was unknowingly laying the emotional foundation for what would come next. I was learning patience, observing life more closely, and understanding that ideas don’t grow instantly — they need time, pain, and purpose to evolve.
💔 June – Mid July 2025 – The Month That Changed Everything
Then came June 2025 — a month that would change my life completely.
My father passed away, leaving behind not just memories, but an emotional void that words can barely describe.
That loss hit me harder than anything I had ever faced. It felt like the entire world had gone silent. I remember the days feeling endless — heavy mornings, empty nights, and a constant ache that wouldn’t leave. Every corner of my home, every familiar sound reminded me of him. He was more than a father — he was my guide, my quiet support system, and the person I unknowingly relied on the most.
The news of his passing broke me in ways I couldn’t show. I didn’t talk about it to anyone. I didn’t cry publicly or explain my pain. Instead, I chose silence. On the outside, I acted strong — I smiled, I talked, I behaved normally. But inside, I was falling apart, piece by piece.
The entire month of June and the first half of July disappeared in grief. My motivation, already weak, completely vanished. I couldn’t think about my blog or any plans for the future. It was as if my world had paused. I lived each day on autopilot — doing what needed to be done, but feeling nothing.
Yet even in that silence, something within me began to shift. When you lose someone so close, you start seeing life differently. The fragility of time becomes real. I started realizing that if I ever wanted to do something meaningful — to build something of my own — I had to do it now. My father’s absence became the most painful reminder that nothing is permanent, and that creation can sometimes be the only way to heal.
🕊️ Second Half of July 2025 – Finding Strength Through Words
The second half of July was the beginning of a slow emotional recovery. I was still grieving, but I had reached a point where my heart started searching for peace. And for me, peace had always come through writing.
One evening, as I sat quietly thinking about my father, I began recalling his entire journey — from the moment he was diagnosed with oral cancer to the final chapter of his life. It was painful, but it was real. I realized that I had carried all those emotions silently — the fear, the helplessness, the courage, and the love — and it was time to release them.
That’s when I made a decision that changed everything.
I would write about it — his story, my experience, and the emotional journey we both went through. I didn’t want to turn pain into poetry; I wanted to turn it into truth.
I decided to create a blog series that would tell this story honestly — a reflection of how life can stop without warning, how time can feel both too fast and too slow, and how grief can shape us into someone new. After days of thinking, one title kept echoing in my mind — “Life Interrupted.”
Because that’s exactly what it was.
My life had been interrupted — not just by loss, but by everything that came with it. Plans stopped, dreams paused, and emotions took over. “Life Interrupted” became more than just a title; it became a symbol of my transformation.
By the end of July, I had two things in my mind — the idea of a blog website and the blog series “Life Interrupted.” I still didn’t have the name Being Kalindri, I still didn’t have money to start, and I still didn’t know how to build a website. But for the first time, I had clarity.
I knew why I wanted to write.
I knew what I wanted to express.
And that was enough to begin healing.
Those final days of July marked a new kind of beginning — not one of comfort or confidence, but of quiet courage. It was the start of turning pain into purpose, and loss into meaning.
💫 August 2025 – The Birth of a Name
August 2025 arrived with a quiet determination to begin again. After months of emotional struggle and self-reflection, I finally found the courage to start writing the story that had been living inside me — the story of loss, love, and how life changes without warning.
That story became my blog series, “Life Interrupted.”
I began writing it from the deepest part of my heart, not to publish, not to impress anyone, but to heal. Every word I wrote felt like a conversation with my own pain — something I had been holding back for far too long. I poured my emotions into those chapters, describing the days of my father’s diagnosis, the emotional weight that followed, and the silence that came after his passing.
The first three chapters came naturally. They flowed with honesty — raw, unfiltered, and deeply emotional. But as I reached the third one, I started feeling the same heaviness again. Each line pulled me back into those memories — the hospitals, the endless waiting, the fear, and the helplessness. Writing them was like reliving every moment. The emotions became overwhelming, and I couldn’t continue.
So, I stopped.
I saved those three chapters as drafts on my phone, where they still remain — untouched, unread, yet alive with the feelings I couldn’t say out loud. They were not published on any website because, at that time, I still hadn’t created one. I didn’t even know what name or platform I would use.
Then, toward the end of August, something changed. One evening, as I sat reflecting on everything — my writing, my emotions, and my future — I began thinking about giving my idea an identity. I wanted a name that represented not just me, but a part of my life that truly mattered — something that carried emotion, meaning, and connection.
That’s when the name “Being Kalindri” was born.
It came from two names close to my heart — “Kalpit” and “Indrani” — mine and my wife’s. Together, they formed Kalindri, a name that felt complete. It wasn’t just a creative combination — it symbolized love, partnership, and balance. It represented both the person I am and the person who stands beside me through everything.
When I first said it aloud — Being Kalindri — it felt perfect. It carried a calmness, a purpose, and a deep personal connection. It was more than a name; it was a reflection of my journey, my emotions, and the life I was trying to rebuild.
By the end of August, Being Kalindri had finally found its name — but it was still only that, a name. The website didn’t exist yet. The blog wasn’t online. Life Interrupted was still sitting in drafts on my phone. But for the first time, I had something solid — an identity that connected my past pain, my present healing, and my hope for the future.
August ended not with accomplishment, but with clarity.
I hadn’t published a single word yet, but I had found the heart of everything I wanted to create.
And in that quiet realization, Being Kalindri was born — not as a platform, not as a brand, but as a part of my own being.
🌼 September 2025 – Turning an Idea Into Reality
September 2025 was the month when Being Kalindri finally began to take its first real steps toward becoming something tangible. After months of dreaming, thinking, and naming, I finally decided to turn my idea into an actual blog website — to give my thoughts a real home.
In the very beginning of September, my first focus was on domain registration. I wanted a digital space that would carry my name — Being Kalindri — something I could call my own. After a few days of research and comparison, I registered my very first domain: www.beingkalindri.co.in.
Owning that domain felt like a small victory — like a dream starting to take shape. It was the first time I saw the name Being Kalindri appear on a screen, not just in my imagination. I began working on building my blog website under that domain, experimenting with layouts, pages, and templates. It wasn’t perfect, but it felt real — and that was enough to keep me going.
However, as days passed, I started to feel that the domain “.co.in” didn’t quite represent the identity I wanted for my personal blog. It felt more business-like and less personal. After some thought, I decided to make a change. Toward the middle of the month, I purchased a new domain — www.beingkalindri.in — a simpler, cleaner, and more personal name that truly matched the essence of my journey.
Once the new domain was ready, I began rebuilding the website from scratch. At first, I chose GoDaddy for hosting and design. It seemed convenient, and I wanted to see how it would work. I spent hours trying to set things up — designing pages, setting fonts, customizing the theme, and linking my domain. But as I started using it more, I realized I wasn’t fully comfortable with GoDaddy’s platform. The design flexibility wasn’t what I was looking for, and I felt limited in expressing my vision.
So, I made my first switch — from GoDaddy to Zoho Sites.
For a while, Zoho Sites felt refreshing. It gave me new options, and I experimented again with layouts and themes. But soon, I began facing the same issue — something was still missing. The platform didn’t feel right for a personal writing space. I wanted simplicity, comfort, and freedom — a place where I could focus purely on my content rather than getting lost in design complexities.
That’s when I decided to try Blogger.
It turned out to be one of the best decisions I made that month. Blogger gave me exactly what I was looking for — a clean, simple, and distraction-free environment to write. It felt familiar, peaceful, and perfectly suited for my storytelling. I could design at my own pace, add my own touches, and, most importantly, focus on what mattered most — my words.
By the end of September, I had finally found my rhythm. The domain www.beingkalindri.in was active, the website was live, and I had started writing again — this time not just for healing, but for sharing.
September didn’t just mark a technical achievement; it represented persistence. I failed, switched, and restarted multiple times, but I didn’t give up. Every time something didn’t work, I learned something new. And as the month ended, Being Kalindri was no longer just a name — it had become a living space for my thoughts, emotions, and journey.
🌼 September 2025 – Turning an Idea Into Reality
September 2025 was the month when Being Kalindri finally began to take its first real steps toward becoming something tangible. After months of dreaming, thinking, and naming, I finally decided to turn my idea into an actual blog website — to give my thoughts a real home.
In the very beginning of September, my first focus was on domain registration. I wanted a digital space that would carry my name — Being Kalindri — something I could call my own. After a few days of research and comparison, I registered my very first domain: www.beingkalindri.co.in.
Owning that domain felt like a small victory — like a dream starting to take shape. It was the first time I saw the name Being Kalindri appear on a screen, not just in my imagination. I began working on building my blog website under that domain, experimenting with layouts, pages, and templates. It wasn’t perfect, but it felt real — and that was enough to keep me going.
However, as days passed, I started to feel that the domain “.co.in” didn’t quite represent the identity I wanted for my personal blog. It felt more business-like and less personal. After some thought, I decided to make a change. Toward the middle of the month, I purchased a new domain — www.beingkalindri.in — a simpler, cleaner, and more personal name that truly matched the essence of my journey.
Once the new domain was ready, I began rebuilding the website from scratch. At first, I chose GoDaddy for hosting and design. It seemed convenient, and I wanted to see how it would work. I spent hours trying to set things up — designing pages, setting fonts, customizing the theme, and linking my domain. But as I started using it more, I realized I wasn’t fully comfortable with GoDaddy’s platform. The design flexibility wasn’t what I was looking for, and I felt limited in expressing my vision.
So, I made my first switch — from GoDaddy to Zoho Sites.
For a while, Zoho Sites felt refreshing. It gave me new options, and I experimented again with layouts and themes. But soon, I began facing the same issue — something was still missing. The platform didn’t feel right for a personal writing space. I wanted simplicity, comfort, and freedom — a place where I could focus purely on my content rather than getting lost in design complexities.
That’s when I decided to try Blogger.
It turned out to be one of the best decisions I made that month. Blogger gave me exactly what I was looking for — a clean, simple, and distraction-free environment to write. It felt familiar, peaceful, and perfectly suited for my storytelling. I could design at my own pace, add my own touches, and, most importantly, focus on what mattered most — my words.
By the end of September, I had finally found my rhythm. The domain www.beingkalindri.in was active, the website was live, and I had started writing again — this time not just for healing, but for sharing.
September didn’t just mark a technical achievement; it represented persistence. I failed, switched, and restarted multiple times, but I didn’t give up. Every time something didn’t work, I learned something new. And as the month ended, Being Kalindri was no longer just a name — it had become a living space for my thoughts, emotions, and journey.
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