A butterfly does not return to the chrysalis or caterpillar to prove a point.
I don’t need to revisit the caterpillar I once was—those circumstances existed only to transform me, not define me.
Transformation is the rising.
And sometimes, choosing transformation means walking away.
We romanticize the caterpillar struggle, not because it’s beautiful—but because leaving those circumstances and struggle means letting go of people we once loved, people we shared pieces of our life with, even if only for a moment.
And maybe that’s the hardest truth of all—
we don’t want to quit.
Real transformation begins the moment you choose to quit.
Do you have the courage to let go… or will you glorify “never giving up” and stay trapped in the caterpillar phase forever?
We stay, we endure, we convince ourselves that holding on is strength…when sometimes, it’s just fear of loss dressed up as loyalty.
And that…
that is what rising looks like.
When you rise, the world has a way of meeting you halfway.
I’m starting my new career chapter on April 1, 2026. The last four years—working alongside CXOs and stepping into the role of Chief Business Officer—reshaped how I think about ownership, accountability, and impact. The highlight of my next job is that i will be reporting to a female CXO.
The last four years didn’t just teach me more—they transformed me in ways the first fifteen years of my career never could.
no longer want to fight with caterpillar circumstances.
Let me be clear: I don’t fear being defeated by circumstances.
I refuse to step back into that caterpillar circumstances again.
Stop glorifying the caterpillar struggle.
I just renewed my large motor vehicle and 2 wheeler driving license today—a small moment that feels like a big step.
I’ve wanted to buy a car this year. I had planned for it back in 2024, even thought about it in 2025—but life had other plans. This will be my second car. My first? I bought it in 2009 and sold it the same year, just before moving to Singapore.
But…I’ve always loved bike ride. There’s something about the wind on your face, the road stretching endlessly ahead, and the rare, perfect moments when you sit sticking close to your partner, feeling the world pause around you, that no car can ever replace.





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