Hope, finding the benefit of hope.

I have been talking to a few people on different occasions, and forums, and lately, I have realized that people become anxious, puzzled, and almost uncomfortable when I  say good things about them(not praise but actual good things), multiple times! The immediate response I have gotten is, Thank you followed by some form of why I did this or what made me. And, until I justify things with reasons they are on their toes, post that, are they comfortable? no, they would want to justify it with something and tone it down...  Now, suppose I repeat this(saying good words), they look for the reason behind this act, is she in need of something, or do I need to do something or, how do I reciprocate to this? When they are unsure and their patience reaches the limit, I have been openly asked why I do this.  I sincerely thank you all for the open conversation and I will promise to make you all easy around me.  And, to those who are curious as to why I do this, Here's why?? My life...

As an engineer, I was always told during my studies that there should always be a known reason behind every step, and a definite approach toward it. Before that, in our mathematics or physics or any programming language we have always used the " something is equal to something " approach, it can be a definition, equation, formula or theorem or you name it.  So, how do we define, equate, formulate, and justify the term " Success "? Don't ask me, I don't know it either, the following are a series of thoughts or assumptions, let's see if it leads to some conclusion. 1. Can we define success in terms of effort?   If I have put in 100% of my effort and still didn't get the expected result, am I far from being succeeded? If I have put in 200% of my effort and I'm 50% to completion, can I say I'm halfway to success? Or, if I have put in 100% of my effort and I'm right on course to complete the things, but in due course, I have lost m...

Wiki says, The word comes to English via the French (se) mirror , from the Latin mirari , meaning "to look at, to wonder at". That was me, from the past couple of months, searching for myself in a chaotic me. Everything was normal yet I didn't feel usual, I was a fully energetic human with dead expressions towards myself. Everything was normal, tireless when it comes to day to day routine. I could and I was genuinely happy, on cloud infinite for others, when they were celebrating their moments (priceless ones ) and shared them with me, and genuinely sad or worried when I was aware of someone's distress. Towards me... nada. All I knew was, something is wrong but I didn't know what that was and without that, there was no way ahead. My first thought was maybe it is burnout, some time off would do good, but still didn't work out. with the responsibility of being me that everyone knows, I knew I cannot figure out even left with many days when I don't know why m...