Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Autism Awareness Day 2026




Every year on Autism Awareness Day, the conversation usually begins with symptoms.


Eye contact.

Speech delay.

Repetitive behaviours.

Sensory sensitivities.


Important conversations. Awareness often begins there.


But today I want to shift the lens slightly. From the child to the parents.


Because parenting a child on the autism spectrum is not simply parenting with a few additional challenges. It is a different landscape of attention, learning, and adaptation.


Parents slowly become researchers inside their own homes.


They learn the language of sensory triggers. They notice how sound, light, textures, food, temperature, transitions, and crowded spaces affect their child. They observe patterns in sleep, behaviour, emotional regulation, and communication.


A meal is not just a meal.

A sound is not just a sound.

A crowded place is not just a crowded place.


Everything carries meaning.


Every day becomes careful observation.


You learn which fabrics your child can tolerate.

You notice which sounds overwhelm.

You understand how transitions need to be prepared.

You adjust routines until something finally works.

You realise that what looks small from the outside can decide how the entire day unfolds.


This work happens quietly.


By the time a parent mentions a difficulty, they have usually already tried many things. Doctors. Therapists. Diet changes. Routines. Sensory strategies. Repeated trial and error.


Which is why one common response often misses the mark.


Someone hears a concern and immediately offers suggestions.


Try this.

Give that.

Play this music.

There is a therapy for that.

Someone’s child improved with this.


The intention is kindness. The problem is assumption.


It assumes the parent has not already explored the obvious.


Most parents in this space are already deeply informed about their child. Their understanding comes from lived experience, not surface knowledge.


Empathy begins when we recognise that.


If a relative in your family were raising a child with autism, you would likely listen more and suggest less. You would understand that their daily life holds layers you may not see.


If a colleague quietly shares they are managing therapy schedules, school challenges, sleep disruptions, and still showing up every day, you would recognise effort before offering advice.


That is empathy.


Autism awareness is not only about understanding the child. It is also about understanding the parents and caregivers walking beside them.


They are coordinating therapies.

They are advocating in classrooms.

They are studying patterns.

They are building systems that help their child feel safe.


And they are doing this while managing homes, work, relationships, and their own emotional load.


Many of them are also constant learners. They read. They consult. They observe. They adapt.


I am not an exception to that.


As a psychologist, I may bring professional knowledge. But like many parents and caregivers in this space, I too read, explore, experiment, and learn continuously. 


Each child is different. Each day teaches something new.


Another quiet challenge parents often face is comparison.


You may see another family who seems to have it all sorted.


Their child travels easily.

Their routines appear smoother.

Their child communicates more comfortably.

Their posts show calm outings and cheerful milestones.


And sometimes, a well-meaning friend or relative adds to this by sharing reels, videos, or stories of a “super parent” who seems to have figured everything out or given their child every possible opportunity.


It is often intended as help.


But it does not always help.


Because every child on the spectrum has a different profile.


One child may struggle with speech but tolerate crowds.

Another may speak fluently but experience intense sensory overload.

One may regulate well at home but struggle in school.

Another may do well in structured settings but find unpredictability difficult.


Families also live in very different realities.


Different support systems.

Different work flexibility.

Different access to therapy.

Different financial and emotional bandwidth.


And sometimes what is shared publicly is only a highlight reel. The same way every family, including those with neurotypical children, shares only parts of their life.


Or perhaps some families have genuinely found a rhythm that works well for them.


Both can be true.


Neither should become a benchmark.


Because another family’s journey does not diminish yours.


Also, not every parent wants to share every detail of their child’s struggles. And they should not have to.


You do not publicly share every difficult moment of a neurotypical child’s life. The same right to privacy exists here.


Curiosity is natural. But there is a difference between learning and probing.


Reading, understanding, and educating yourself about autism helps. Asking thoughtful, respectful questions when invited helps.


But persistent comparison, unsolicited examples, or intrusive questioning does not.


It overlooks the effort already being made.


Another area that is often misunderstood is social participation.


When parents decline invitations, it is not always disinterest.


It may mean the environment is overwhelming.

It may mean the child is having a difficult phase.

It may mean the parent simply does not have the bandwidth that day.


Declining is not a lack of effort. It is often a reflection of how much they are already managing.


At the same time, withdrawing completely is not the answer either.


Do not stop inviting them.


Being included matters. Being remembered matters.


A simple invitation, even if declined, tells someone they are still part of your circle.


There is no need to avoid them out of discomfort or uncertainty.


Stay. Ask. Include.


That is support.


And in the middle of all this, there is something else that deserves attention.


Progress.


Not the dramatic kind. The quiet kind.


The day your child tries a new food.

The day they tolerate deodorant.

The day they sit through a haircut.

The day they manage a transition.

The day they sleep without disruption.

The day they wear a new fabric.

The day they use a new word.

The day they hold eye contact a little longer.

The day they tolerate a crowded space.

The day they express a feeling instead of melting down.


These are not small things.


They are milestones.


Progress in autism rarely announces itself loudly. It builds slowly, through patience, repetition, and consistent effort.


Which is why real awareness must go beyond symptoms.


It must include respect for the families doing this work every single day.


Sometimes the most supportive response is not another suggestion.


It is listening.


It is acknowledging effort.


It is trusting that the parent already understands their child deeply.


Autism awareness grows not only through information.


It grows through empathy.


And through the quiet shift from trying to fix

to learning how to understand.

Friday, March 27, 2026

Fear OFF Love

 


Love.

It is the longing at the centre of so many lives.

The pulse that draws us toward one another, even when our heads warn us to keep a safe distance.

It’s the reason we stay awake at night replaying a conversation, the reason we write letters we never send, the reason a song can catch us off guard and leave us standing still in the middle of a crowded street.

It is also the feeling that makes our hands tremble.

Because alongside the beauty of love lives its shadow — the fear that it will hurt, that it will change us, that we will lose ourselves in it, or that it will never arrive at all.

When I began listening, really listening, to people talk about their relationships — clients, friends, strangers who confided — I heard the same undercurrent in their stories.

It was never just about the relationship itself.

It was about the quiet weight they carried inside it.

The worry that they were not enough, or that they were too much.

The unease of showing their real selves and wondering if those selves would be accepted.

The dread of making the same mistakes they had promised themselves they would never repeat.

Some feared that love would mean losing the independence they had fought hard to protect. Others feared betrayal, the breaking of trust so profound it would change them forever.

For some, it was the ache of abandonment, the kind that rewires you to always keep one foot out the door. And for many, the most difficult fear was not of love ending, but of what love might ask of them if it stayed.



Love changes over time.

Even the strongest relationships are not immune to its shifts.

I’ve seen people afraid of those changes, clinging to the early days as if that’s the only proof the love was real.

I’ve seen others hold back because they feared being judged — judged for how they love, who they love, or for wanting something different than what the world tells them is “right.”

And there is the fear, perhaps the quietest but most potent of all, of ending something and stepping into the unknown beyond it.

These fears rarely announce themselves in full sentences.

They show up in smaller ways — hesitation before returning a call, a sharpness in the tone of voice when you feel cornered, the excuses you make to avoid conversations that matter.

Sometimes they appear as patterns, looping through years and relationships like an old song you can’t stop humming.

I have watched people bend themselves into shapes they no longer recognize just to keep a relationship from falling apart.

I have seen them walk away too soon, convinced they are saving themselves, only to carry the same fears into the next chapter.

I have also seen the bravery of those who stayed, not out of habit or fear, but because they chose to — eyes open, heart open — knowing the work that would come with it.

Fear, when left unexamined, makes us defensive.

It narrows our vision until all we can see are the exits. But when we look at it directly, without flinching, it becomes something else — a map of where we’ve been and what matters most to us.

Love does not belong to one stage of life.

You might be feeling love’s pull for the first time, questioning long-standing patterns, rediscovering connection after years on your own, or opening yourself to companionship again after loss.

My work with people over the years has taught me that fear in love is not a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of caring — sometimes too much, sometimes in ways that exhaust us. The real danger is not feeling fear, but letting it quietly dictate the kind of love we allow ourselves to have.

This is not about erasing fear.

Instead, this is about looking at the places where fear lives.

Not to conquer it, not to shame it, but to understand it.

Because once you understand your fear, it becomes harder for it to disguise itself as logic, harder for it to quietly sabotage the very connection you long for.

Fear can look like an unscalable wall, but more often it is a door disguised as one. The handle is always on our side, even if it takes time, courage, and a steady hand to turn it.

If you’ve ever felt love hovering close yet found yourself stepping back, if you’ve stayed longer than you knew was wise, if you’ve left wondering whether you should have stayed — this book is for you.

It will not tell you what love should look like.

It will not pretend that love is easy.

But it will walk with you into the truth of it: that the most beautiful love stories are not the ones without fear, but the ones in which fear has been met, understood, and gently set down.

Because the point is to show you that fear does not get to be the author of your love story — you do.

And in the end, the love you live is shaped not by the fear you feel, but by how you choose to meet it.

Excerpt from Fear OFF Love, a part of the “Fear OFF’ series





Fear OFF Love, the latest by Janani Srikanth is trending as Amazon’s #1 Hot New Release in the Psychology and Anxiety & Phobias category. You can find the book here: https://www.amazon.in/Fear-OFF-Love-Psychological-relationship-ebook/dp/B0GT24QSHD


Saturday, March 7, 2026

The Quiet Truth About Empowering Women

 



How can I empower other women?


Someone I know asked this question to a group recently. I happened to observe the conversation from a distance and found myself quietly wondering about the question itself.


Can anyone really decide to empower another person?


Success is often presented as the qualification. You are doing well, you earn well, you have visibility.


But is that what empowerment means? And how is it different from influence or inspiration?


Sometimes the question almost sounds like a subtle way of saying I have arrived and now I will lift others.


Personally, I see it differently.


I believe our first responsibility is to live our own life with sincerity.


To understand our circumstances. To make the best choices we can, aligned with our values, our growth, and our sense of progress.


When we do that with honesty, something quiet begins to happen.


People notice. Not because we declared ourselves an example, but because our life reflects a certain steadiness.


In that moment, we may become someone else’s inspiration. And sometimes that inspiration may lead to empowerment or change in their life.


But that role is not something we appoint ourselves to.


Empowerment is not a title we take on like teacher or manager. It is something another person feels in your presence. It is an honour they give you because your life, your decisions, or your courage spoke to them at the right moment.


Women do not need to wait for someone else to empower them.


Every woman already carries the capacity to find her voice, her direction, and her strength within herself and within her community.


We are relevant. We are important. Our lives carry meaning.


Not only the grand stories of visible success.


The quiet ones too.


The grandmother who held the family together.


The sister who showed dignity in difficult times.


The mother who kept moving forward when life demanded strength.


These stories shape us as much as any public figure.


Inspiration often lives in the ordinary moments of life.


So perhaps the question is not how to empower others.


Perhaps the real work is simpler.


Live your path with clarity. Listen to your inner voice. Move forward with grace and courage.


You never really know who might be watching your small, sincere steps and finding the strength to take their own.


And if there is a woman you have quietly admired from a distance, someone whose choices or courage inspired you, tell her today.


Women acknowledging and uplifting other women is something worth making a trend.


Happy Women’s Day.


#WomensDay #Empowerment