Ever since I remember, I only remember listening...
Boys knows the friendship, Girls only know bitching.
Male friendships worth praising,
whereas female friendships are brooding.
Men got the legend of Krishna-Sudama & Karna-Duryodhan...
Women got the epics of beauty which leads to her victimization...
Oppressed reality doesn't change the fact...
There's no match to a female pact.
Bromance can never overcome the ardor of romance...
Sisterhood can anyday surpass the pangs of romance.
Compliments from guys are great
but real satisfaction is when a girl appreciates.
No secret comes out of sisterhood,
not even after booze.
To burst your bubble
and to make no trouble
Every guy may or may not have the best men in life to be gleeful...
But every girl got atleast one girl who's always there to make every sorrow little
less painful
and happier time much more cheerful.
Contrary to belief and to major relief
If Arjun has Krishna
There is always one Trijata for every Sita.-
Break the pattern.
It's the invitation to dive deep into yourself.
Same loop isn't your enemy but
an opportunity to seize and come out of it.
You are always holding the key
just not aware of it.-
Life is not made of years,
but moments; not of grand gestures, but of tiny acts of care.
The smallest things—an unexpected hug, a kind word,a smile from a stranger—can change not just our day,but the way we see the world.These are the treasures our hearts gather,quietly & faithfully,
until they fill us to overflowing.
So,let us never underestimate the smallest things.Let us notice them,nurture them,& give thanks for them.
For in the tapestry of life, it's the smallest threads that hold everything together.In the end,our hearts aren't filled by the things that everyone notices,but by the moments that only we remember.The smallest things take up the most room in our hearts because they're the purest,truest proof that love is always present,quietly shaping us into who we are meant to be.
And perhaps,in the final reckoning,it's these smallest things that are the greatest gifts of all—a gentle reminder that life’s beauty is found not in the extraordinary,but in the everyday. That the heart,wise & patient, knows to hold dearest not what is biggest,but what is most meaningful.
Above all,it is in cherishing the smallest things that we discover the true depth, wonder,and power of love.-
If you look closely at the people you love, you will see the collection of small things they have given you.
The tuck of a blanket, the gentle teasing, the shared silence, the inside jokes only you two understand. You will realize that the grandest love stories are written in the smallest lines.
You will see that the people who matter most are those who remembered your favorite dessert, who noticed when you were tired, who listened when you rambled about something no one else cared about.They are the ones who planted seeds of kindness in your heart that will bloom for the rest of your life.
Sometimes, the smallest things become our guiding lights. A single encouraging word can change the course of a day.
A moment of patience can heal a wound that words alone cannot.
The feeling of home, the sense of peace, often comes not from where we are, but from who we are with and the small ways they show up for us.
These are the things we carry with us, long after the people or places are gone. They are the gentle reminders that we are loved, we are remembered,
and we are enough.-
We often think our hearts are built to hold only the big things—the major milestones,& moments everyone talks about.But as time passes,we learn that our hearts shelter the smallest,simplest things—
a secret smile,a favourite song on a quiet evening,the way someone says your name when they actually 'love' you.These are the things that shape us & change us,even when we aren’t looking.They sneak in softly,yet their impact is lasting & deep,like the gentle rain that nourishes the strongest tree.
Every day,we're surrounded by tiny miracles.
The sunlight spilling across your bedroom through ventilation, the scent of homemade food,the feeling of warmth of a thoughtful gesture.These moments might seem too small to matter,but they are the moments our hearts gather & keep.When we're lost or weary,it's these memories we reach for,unwrapping them like precious gifts.They're proof that joy doesn’t need to be loud,& love doesn’t need to be grand.Sometimes,the smallest things are the ones that last forever & shine the brightest.They fill the spaces in our hearts that nothing else can reach,teaching us that happiness is built not from monumental moments,but from a thousand tiny,beautiful pieces.-
Sometimes,it’s not the thunderous applause,the grand adventures,or the mighty achievements that leave the deepest marks on our lives.
Instead,it’s the tiniest,almost invisible moments that gently tuck themselves into the corners of our hearts.A fleeting glance,a soft hello,or a cup of beverage made just the way you like it,or a handwritten note that you find,just when you need it the most—these moments may seem small to the world,but they become immense within us.They echo,long after the world has moved on,and remind us that the heart measures meaning not by size or spectacle,but by sincerity and soul.
There is a certain kind of quiet power in the smallest things.
A thoughtful gift at the corner of your room can lift you out of a grey day.The memory of your favourite person's laughter can warm you on the coldest night.The softness of your pet’s fur as it curls up beside you can wash away loneliness in a heartbeat.These tiny fragments of kindness and beauty burrow deep inside,growing roots that hold us steady when life tries to pull us away from ourselves.Their power is subtle, but unbreakable,like the roots of a wildflower that finds a home in the smallest crack in the pavement.-