Miracles live in the moments we almost stop believing.

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Janmashtami whispers that patience and faith turn every trial into triumph; in the same way, my journey of discipline shall lead not only to victory in struggle but also to the harmony of a destined bond.

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Don’t wait for perfect conditions. Sleep-deprived, anxious, taunted, or labeled “unemployed” — fight now. Burn like the Sun in struggle, bleed in training, and face fear head-on. Do or die. Now or never. The harder you burn today, the brighter you will shine tomorrow.

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In 1942, a nation rose with the cry of ‘Do or Die’ — today, I rise with the resolve of ‘Now or Never’. For them, it was freedom; for me, it is the victory that will define my future. No retreat, no tomorrow — only this moment, and the will to win.

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Hey God,
Bless my girl with endless joy and an unshakable smile.
Fill her heart with confidence and her days with laughter.
Keep her safe in every step she takes,
and surround her with good people, good moments, and good health.
Give her the strength to reach every dream she holds,
and let her life be brighter with each passing day.

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"Words I poured from my heart now drift quietly in the silence between us;
I can’t reach out, I can’t pull them back —
I sit here, helpless,
watching hope fade while waiting for eyes that may never look my way."

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"Still Here"
You’re not here,
yet the wind brings your touch.
You’re far,
yet my heart feels you close.
I miss you—
in ways words can’t hold.

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Beneath Her Unopened Window

I left a light
beneath her unopened window —
not to be seen,
only to be felt
if her heart ever slowed down
enough to notice
something warm
waiting in the quiet.

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"Some friendships party,
some friendships push.
Thanks to my four quiet friends —
Maths, GK, Reasoning & English —
for walking this long, tough road with me."

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"There’s something I’ve written —
not for eyes, but for a soul.
A message resting in silence,
waiting for the wind to carry it home.

If the universe listens,
may it guide those words gently…
to where they are needed,
to where they might feel like a familiar warmth.

No names.
No expectations.
Just a hope —
that what was written from the heart
finds its place in another."

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