still writingHe sat at his desk. Pen in hand. Paper in front of him. He was writing lecture notes. Like he used to. Before he retired. It was a…#habit#routine#purpose— Aniruddh MenonAug 11, 2026
the shop on elm streetHe remembers the woman who comes in every Thursday for a coffee and a pastry. He remembers the man who buys a newspaper every morn…#routine#familiarity#faces— AnonymousJul 22, 2026
noteshe sits at his desk. with a pen. and a piece of paper. writing notes. for a lecture. that will never be given. the…#routine#legacy#emptiness— Aniruddh MenonJul 3, 2026
evening walkI've been taking the same walk every evening for twenty years. It's a routine, a ritual. I walk down the same street, past the sam…#routine#reflection#nature— Aniruddh MenonJul 2, 2026
evening walkhe takes the same walk every evening, a routine that's been etched into his bones. twenty years, and he's never missed a day. the…#walk#routine#meditation— Aniruddh MenonJun 30, 2026
lecture notesI still write them. Lecture notes. For no one. I sit at my desk. With my books. With my papers. And I write.…#routine#memory#solitude— AnonymousJun 27, 2026