Blooming at My Own Pace

If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?

“A woman’s life is woven from the dreams she laid down for others, and the quiet hopes that refused to leave her heart.”

— Nihshabd🤍✨

If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?

Mine wouldn’t shout.

It wouldn’t chase attention or demand to be remembered.

It would stand quietly

like a woman who has learned patience,

saying just enough for those who are already carrying too much.

Because some journeys are not meant to be rushed.

Some lives are built between pauses, not milestones.

Womanhood is not a straight road.

It is a circle

from giving to becoming,

from holding everyone together

to learning how not to disappear.

Blooming at my own pace is not hesitation.

It is courage.

A woman is never empty-handed.

She carries keys, responsibilities, expectations

and still, somewhere deep inside,

a quiet dream that refuses to die.

She wakes up before her desires do.

She puts the world in order

before touching her own chaos.

And yet, people ask her why she is late.

What they don’t see

are the nights she folded herself into silence.

The mornings she chose duty over desire.

The years she postponed herself

without ever calling it sacrifice.

There is dard (pain) in this becoming.

There is chahat (desire) too.

The hunger to build a manzil (destination)

that carries her own name.

Her ishq is not always with a person.

Sometimes,

it is with a version of herself

she hasn’t met yet.

She learns to hope without witnesses.

She learns to wait without bitterness.

And one day

without announcement

she blooms.

Not for validation.

Not for permission.

But because she survived

long enough to choose herself.

If womanhood were given a freeway billboard,

it wouldn’t explain itself.

It would simply say:

I am built from love I gave away,

from dreams I carried silently,

from strength learned in kitchens

and courage grown in corners.

I move slowly because I carry history.

I bloom late because I bloom whole.

And then it would let the world pass by—

knowing that those who needed to read it,

already would.

Comments

16 responses to “Blooming at My Own Pace”

  1. aparnachillycupcakes Avatar

    What a beautiful thought !
    Well said … blooming at our own pace🌷❤️

    1. nihshabdblog Avatar

      Thank you so much Aparna ji ❤️ Your words truly made me smile. We’re all growing, learning, and blooming in our own time and that’s the beauty of the journey 🌷”

      1. aparnachillycupcakes Avatar

        ☺️🤗

  2. Stuti Avatar

    Such a lovely thought,🎀 beautifully expressed ✨

    1. nihshabdblog Avatar

      Thank you 💕So happy this thought resonated with you.🤍✨

      1. Stuti Avatar

        Lots of love 🎀

      2. nihshabdblog Avatar

        Sending love back 🤍✨

  3. Adarsh G Avatar

    Beautiful journey of womenhood, beautifully blended by your thoughts ❤️

    1. nihshabdblog Avatar

      Thank you ❤️ It came straight from the heart, so I’m really glad it touched yours.🤍✨

      1. Adarsh G Avatar

        Your pure thoughts straight from the heart made it more real to believe and experience the beauty of women’s life journey which is as you said into circles.

      2. nihshabdblog Avatar

        Thank you so much for feeling it so deeply. I’m really grateful.🤍✨

      3. Adarsh G Avatar

        Glad I’ve seen this example of pure emotions from you 💟

      4. nihshabdblog Avatar

        Thank you ,Truly grateful.🤍✨

      5. Adarsh G Avatar

        Likewise Miss Mystery 💗

  4. Nusrat Khan Avatar

    Beautifully Expressed
    ‘Womanhood is a circle’ gol gol goomtay rehnay ka naam.
    Nice post ,dear❤️🌹

    1. nihshabdblog Avatar

      Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful thought 🤍
      Yes, womanhood truly feels like a circle ⭕️ moving through different phases, roles, emotions, and strengths, only to return wiser, softer, and stronger each time. Your words captured that essence so perfectly. Grateful for your thoughtful reading and kind appreciation ❤️🌹

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