Welcome to Sharon’s Read and Reflect — a cozy corner for curious minds and wandering thoughts! ✨ I’m Sharon Clara Fernandes, someone who believes reading adds wings to the mind and writing gives it a voice. 📚 Here, I pour my thoughts, a dash of humor, and a sprinkle of reflection into every piece I write. The more we read, the more we grow — and I’m learning right along with you! So grab a cup of coffee, sit back, and let’s journey through words together. ☕💭
The other day, while chatting with a friend over a casual conversation, I asked a very common question: “So, what are your plans next?”He smiled and replied calmly, “I would rather not share that… let my success speak.”For a moment, I was surprised. We are so used to sharing everything—our goals, our dreams, our next... Continue Reading →
Stress is like that uninvited guest who comes without calling, eats your snacks, and refuses to leave. One minute you’re calmly folding clothes, the next you’re dramatically questioning your life choices because someone moved your charger. “Relax,” they say. As if calmness is kept in the fridge next to leftover curry!But here’s the truth: stress... Continue Reading →
Have you ever noticed how our mind deserves an Olympic medal for high jump? It doesn’t walk to conclusions. It doesn’t jog. It leaps. Without warm-up. Without stretching. Straight into drama.Someone doesn’t reply to your message?“Oh, they’re ignoring me.”Your friend walks past without smiling?“She’s upset with me.”A colleague sounds serious?“He must be angry.”Our mind is... Continue Reading →
Social anxiety is that invisible friend who shows up uninvited, whispers unnecessary warnings, and then refuses to leave. It’s not fear of people exactly — it’s fear of being perceived. Fear of saying something odd, smiling at the wrong moment, or waving back at someone who was actually waving at the person behind you. Yes,... Continue Reading →
Present times have blurred the lines between work life and life life. Once upon a time, work had a location. Home had a smell—of coffee, crayons, or sometimes burnt toast. Now everything lives under one roof. Laptop on the dining table, meetings next to homework, deadlines racing bedtime stories.Some days, I feel like I exist... Continue Reading →
Trauma is a strange kind of editor. It doesn’t use red ink or loud corrections. It writes quietly, in invisible ink, revising our reactions, preferences, and pauses—long before we realize we’ve been edited at all.Trauma doesn’t always arrive like a thunderstorm. Sometimes it slips in like a dripping tap: a harsh word repeated too often,... Continue Reading →
If love is a warm hug, emotional boundaries are the cozy sweater that keeps that hug from turning into a chokehold. We often assume boundaries are fences built for strangers, but the truth is: we need the strongest boundaries with the people we love the most. Why? Because closeness without clarity becomes chaos.As the writer... Continue Reading →
I set my boundaries like I set my goals—clear and clean,Not everyone gets a backstage pass to what I mean.My yes is intentional, my no is calm and kind,I don’t owe the world access to my peace of mind.I smile without guilt, I pause without fear,Not every demand deserves my “right here.”I’ve learned that silence... Continue Reading →
We live in a world that claps loudly for destinations but whispers politely about journeys. The moment you reach the top, people cheer. But when you’re halfway up, slightly breathless, questioning your life choices and holding a coffee like it’s emotional support — no one really notices.And that’s unfair.Because the halfway-you is doing the hardest... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, multitasking was crowned the ultimate badge of efficiency. The more things you juggled, the smarter you were considered. Answer emails while cooking? Bravo. Attend a meeting while folding laundry? Standing ovation. Help kids with homework while scrolling reels and mentally drafting tomorrow’s to-do list? You, my friend, were declared a modern-day... Continue Reading →
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