Blogs: by Tuba Khan

Hey,
It’s been a while, again.
But this time, I’m not here just to drop a few updates. I’m here to talk about something that’s been quietly, steadily unfolding in the background of my days: change.

Real, tangible, what-the-heck-is-happening kind of change.
And yeah, I did notice it

It Started with an Internship

I stepped into my summer internship thinking, “Okay, new learning curve. Let’s get through it.”
But somewhere between the onboarding forms, my first debug panic, and figuring out lunch breaks—I realized something big.

This wasn’t just a “career milestone” or a line on my resume.
This was a life pivot.
The kind where you’re still yourself, but more awake. Sharper. Slightly more serious but in a good way.

Suddenly, my 9-to-6 wasn’t just about work. It was about learning to manage energy, deal with unexpected bugs (in code and in life), and show up every single day—even on the ones I didn’t feel like it.

And in between it all, I found these weird little moments of stillness.
Like being in an auto on a rainy afternoon, stuck in traffic, and realizing that somehow, this too is part of the story.

I Noticed the Change

No, it wasn’t overnight. It was slow.
It looked like:

• Finding joy in small wins (like a function running without errors )
• Eating lunch alone without feeling weird about it
• Talking less and observing more
• Listening to people’s stories instead of rushing to tell mine
• Looking out the window, rain-drenched glass in front of me, wondering how I got here so fast

My Creative Side Refused to Sit Quietly

Of course, while all this “adulthood” was happening, my artsy side was like—
“Hello?? I’m still here???”

So yes, I kept sketching. Often randomly during breaks or late nights.
And honestly, I think those sketches reflect more of my emotions than I know how to put into words.

Each line feels like a conversation I wasn’t having out loud.
Each pattern a piece of the chaos I was learning to live with.

Oh, and Books. Always Books.

Even in the middle of all this, I’ve held on to books like they’re my life raft.
And recently, I even made a video recommending some of my fav reads.

It felt good to speak about something that has shaped me so much.
Books are still my escape, my grounding, my forever comfort zone.

20 and Changing

Being 20 is weird.
You’re expected to figure things out, but also told you have time.
You’re just stepping into the “real world,” but also dealing with your own personal world falling into place—or not.

But through this summer, I’ve learned that change doesn’t always come crashing down.
Sometimes, it just drizzles quietly until you’re soaked in it.

And that’s exactly how I feel right now:
Soaked. Present. Growing.

Thanks for reading till the end.
If you’ve also been feeling this kind of shift lately, or if you’ve just started something new—you’re not alone. It’s scary, beautiful, chaotic, and kinda magical all at once.

One rainy ride, one sketch, one push-to-git at a time.

With love,
Tuba 🙂