Filled with weekend excitement & appreciating weekly achievements.
Saying yes to forthcoming goals & saying no to past burdens.
Building hope for weekend vibes & loving the weekly transformation.

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Snowflakes danced as I climbed Manali’s silent trails,
A chai in hand, strangers turned into tales.
I learned that warmth isn’t just in fire—but in faces.

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I hear you. That sounds really heavy.”

“You don’t have to hold this alone.”

“Take your time — I’m right here.”

“It makes sense to feel this way.”

“You don’t have to be okay for me to care.”

“Let’s sit with this, together.”

“You’re allowed to feel this. All of it.”

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Not every freedom roars; some freedom simply breathes.
She’s not waiting; she’s simply being — and that’s her strength.

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You call it mood swings,
I call it weather.
You call it overthinking,
I call it cloud movement.
You call me too much,
I call it the ocean.

Because I am nature.
Raw. Real.
Unapologetically evolving.

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We don’t always bury dreams—
sometimes, we just misplace them
between bills, busy schedules,
and becoming someone we were never meant to be.

They sit quietly,
like unopened letters from our younger self—
still full of hope,
still waiting to be read.

You once dreamed of dancing in the rain,
not just running from it.
You once dreamed of creating,
not just surviving.

So tonight,
sit with the silence.
Dust off one of those forgotten dreams,
and ask it what it needs
to feel alive again.

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you must learn to be misunderstood without losing yourself.

Let their envy be the echo, not your truth.

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The most heartwarming compliment I’ve ever received from him was—

“You’ve brought back the taste I never got to remember… the taste of my mom.”

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