Even though we are here only for a very short time,
but in this short time, through attachment and aversion like emotional relations,
even though not being close, still we are bound,
and this bond is stronger and longer-lasting than a physical bond.
Wherever we will go, that also will come along,
and its results also will come along.
Therefore, so that the tradition of these bad results does not continue,
to make that negativity zero here itself,
with a forgiveness prayer capable of making the karmas of all beings of the 14 realms zero,
while doing Samvatsari Pratikraman,
with mind, speech, body, and from the heart,
with two hands joined, with head bowed…

Michhami Dukkadam.

With intense desire to be freed from repetition in the future. 🙏🙏🙏

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His Snowflake…

Meeting him felt like the first crisp days of autumn gentle, warm, and full of colours.
He entered my life like autumn winds, soft and soothing, stirring everything inside me.

He grew cold, like frost over a still lake, but I could still see traces of warmth beneath.
But winter still reminds me of him, of how beautiful he was, and how beautiful his smile used to be.

He was cold but the rays of love brought the warmth back.
He pushed himself to learn new things every day, often being hard on himself

He bloomed again like spring flowers after a long, cold season.
He felt happy again, enjoying the whole him.
He started climbing the stairs of life with love, and he kept reminding me, “he was there for me .”

By summer, every day felt golden, filled with shared laughter, morning walks and quiet nights under the stars which I’ll never forget

Those days were so beautiful something that i will always look back on.

But in the end, winter became my favourite season
Because that’s when our love changed us to,
stand together and hold each other, and at that moment I realised i was the snowflake he was searching for.
And that’s how winter finally found her snowflake

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Going abroad is a dream for thousands of people.
Some go for a vacation, others for work, and some leave to build a new life forever.
They leave behind their own country, the places they grew up in, and their families, starting completely fresh in a new land with a different culture.
Some feel homesick, while others fall in love with their new life.
But in the end, who lives more happily?
And where is that place called home?
Why does life feel so messed up these days?
Why is it so hard to find answers, even to our own thoughts?

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Why a single word hurt so deeply?
Why are there times when we can’t find answers to our own questions?
Why do we believe something is right, only to regret it later and end up resenting ourselves?
Why does life change so quickly, that while we keep believing time will heal us, but it only seems to cut us more deeply?

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Tonight, I want to fall asleep to the lullaby of my mother, just like I did as a child.
Tonight, I want to feel the warmth of my father’s hand and the gentle kiss he leaves on my forehead as I sleep.
Tonight, I want to dream of a world kinder than the one I wake up to.
Tonight, I just want to be myself, the me I hide from everyone else.

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A mother cries, a mother screams,
Her body breaks, her soul dreams.
But when she holds her child close to her,
That her pain turns into unconditional love.
Through every trial, every scar,
She stands unshaken and strong yet scarred.
No blame, no burden can ever weighs her down,
A mother’s love will never fade,
But loves cruel tide will still break the hearts
When someone stays, yet drifts outside.
Moving on feels like the end of life and leaves with
wounds that are too deep for time to mend.
Yet Radha and Krishna softly say,
Love never fades away.
Beyond the touch, beyond the sight,
Love still burns in silent cries.
It’s in the sky, the sea, the air,
A force unseen, yet always there.
No pain can steal what’s truly true,
For love will always live in you.

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When will you truly start living your life?

There are two kinds of saas one is the saas you take (breath), and the other is the saas you get (mother-in-law). So the real question is: will you start living after taking a breath, or only after breaking free from control?

Either way, the best time to start living is now.

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I want to capture everything but,
I can’t capture everything.

I long to capture all I see,
The morning sun, the golden sea.
Yet in my hands, it slips away;
No lens can hold the light of day.

The Highlands call, so wild, so free,
With mist-clad hills and ancient trees.
The rivers dance, the mountains rise,
Yet all eludes my eager eyes.

A bird ascends through boundless blue,
I wish I had its soaring view.
But even with wings so broad, so wide,
I’d still miss all the world can hide.
When sunlight comes and kisses me,
The mountains rise in majesty,
And in their grasp, the beauty stays,
A fleeting glow in golden rays.

I long to hold the essence true,
To capture all, the vast, the new.
But though I reach with all my might,
Some things drift far beyond my sight.
And as the road winds home once more,
Through valleys deep and peaks explored,
The beauty stays, though not with me,
Some things must live in memory.

I want to capture everything but,
I can’t capture everything.

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Do din ki thi chandani, uske baad andheri ghai,
Roshni mein khilte sapne, andheron mein kho gaye apne.

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Always heard but I've learned today that while friends might sometimes be mean or backstabbers, true besties are the ones who might throw you into the pit but will always extend a hand to pull you back out, stronger and together.

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