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  • Dog Who Understands Me Without Words: Meet Kiwi 🐾♥️

    Dog Who Understands Me Without Words: Meet Kiwi 🐾♥️

    Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them.

    Meet Kiwi — the first member of Nihshabd. 🐾🤍 Kiwi is the dog who understands me without words. She came into my life at a time when I needed her the most. And ever since she arrived, somehow, everything good in our home has multiplied.


    More laughter.
    More masti.
    More cuddles.
    More love.

    The Dog Who Understands Me Without Words 🐾

    She has these beautiful little eyes that somehow say everything without saying a word. Kiwi truly is the dog who understands me without words, and maybe that’s why she became the first member of Nihshabd because she understands the language of silence better than anyone.

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    But Kiwi is totally different. 😂

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    Kiwi Has Her Own Way of Being Brave 😂

    For starters, she is the bravest dog I know… until she sees a community dog. 😅

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    The moment one appears during our walks, while other pet parents proudly walk past with their dogs barking and showing off their strength, my Kiwi immediately jumps into our lap.

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    “Ahhh… I’m safe now.” 😂

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    And the moment she feels safely tucked into our arms, her confidence magically returns.

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    Safe place secured. Power mode ON. 😅

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    When It Comes to Mum, Kiwi Has Rules ❤️

    She loves everyone dearly, but when it comes to my lap, there is an ongoing competition between Kiwi and my two sons. 😂

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    Then there is her very strict rule:

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    Nobody comes too close to Mum.

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    Not even my boys.

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    Kiwi Wants What the Kids Have 😂

    And I’ve learnt one very important thing about her:

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    Whatever belongs to my boys, belongs to Kiwi too.

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    They get dressed up? She wants to get dressed up.
    They get a new hairstyle? She wants her hairstyle done.
    They wear T-shirts? Put one on Kiwi and watch her happiness! 😂

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    She genuinely believes she is one of the kids—and honestly, we don’t have the heart to tell her otherwise. ❤️

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    She loves her ball, running around, her crazy zoomies and, of course, being pampered.

    My Four-Legged Emotional Support System 🐾

    But her most special superpower is knowing when my emotional data is running low.

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    She somehow senses it.

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    She comes over, climbs into my lap, cuddles up and gives me her little hug.

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    And just like that…

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    Mood restored. ❤️

    Some Souls Don’t Need Words 🤍

    Kiwi isn’t just our pet.

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    She is the jaan (life and soul) of our home, my little happiness package, my four-legged emotional support system and quite possibly the most pampered child in the family. 😂

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    Some souls don’t need words.

    They just look at you with those eyes, climb into your lap, and somehow say everything.

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    That’s Kiwi.
    Totally different. Totally ours.     🐾❤️

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    Until the next whisper,
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    More Whispers from Nihshabd 🤍

    The Happiness Department | Happiness Myths and Everyday Joy

    Some Companionships Don’t Need Words

    Kiwi, My Little Magic…

    Nature Is Calm… But My Imagination Is Not 😌🌿🐜My Dream Home (With My Feel, My Chaos, My Magic)

  • Done Is Better Than Perfect | Overcome Perfectionism

    Done Is Better Than Perfect | Overcome Perfectionism

    What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

    Done Is Better Than Perfect: The Advice That Helped Me Overcome Perfectionism

    Done is better than perfect is the best piece of advice I have ever received. It completely changed my creative journey and taught me that overcoming perfectionism isn’t about becoming flawless—it’s about having the courage to begin.

    I didn’t learn this lesson from a book or a motivational quote.

    I learned it from my mentor… and one imperfect illustration that I almost never shared.

    Why I Was Afraid to Share My First Digital Illustration✨

    If there is one piece of advice that quietly changed my life, it was this:

    “Done is better than perfect.”

    When I joined my digital fashion illustration course, I had one tiny problem.

    Actually… several tiny problems.

    I knew hand illustration.

    I knew nothing about Photoshop.

    And laptops?

    Let’s just say, if technology were a language, I’d still be stuck at A for Apple. 😄

    Then came our first digital illustration assignment.

    After wrestling with layers, tracing, brushes, and enough confusion to question all my life choices, I somehow managed to create my very first digital portrait.

    It wasn’t great.

    It wasn’t even “almost great.”

    Let’s just say… my portrait and the original model looked like they belonged to two completely different families. 😂

    I proudly sent it to my mentor.

    She looked at it and said,

    “Wonderful. Now post it on social media.”

    Excuse me… WHAT?

    I immediately replied,

    “Ma’am, I can’t! People will laugh. They’ll wonder what exactly I’ve illustrated.”

    The Advice That Changed My Perspective✨

    That’s when she said something I’ll never forget.

    “If you keep waiting for perfection, you’ll miss the entire journey that leads to it.”

    She continued,

    “Nothing starts perfect. Even ten years from now, you’ll look at your work and find something you’d improve. Perfection isn’t a destination you suddenly reach one day. It’s simply the result of showing up, making mistakes, learning from them, and doing it again.”

    And then came the line that stayed with me.

    “You can only improve what you’re willing to show.”


    This wasn’t perfect. But posting it was the most perfect decision I made.

    How I Started Overcoming Perfectionism✨

    That day, I understood something.

    Perfection doesn’t build confidence.

    Action does.

    The funny part?

    If I had waited until I felt “good enough,” I’d probably still be staring at that same unfinished illustration… while Photoshop continued staring back at me. 😄

    Today, when I look at that first design, I smile.

    Not because it’s perfect.

    But because it exists.

    It reminds me that every piece of work I create today began with one imperfect attempt that I almost never shared.

    Why Done Is Better Than Perfect✨

    Perfection is a moving target.

    No matter how experienced we become, there will always be something we’d like to improve.

    The real magic isn’t in creating something perfect.

    It’s in creating something at all.

    Every finished piece teaches us something.

    Every imperfect attempt makes us better.

    Every mistake becomes a lesson we couldn’t have learned by waiting.

    Perfection never arrived. Progress did.

    My Biggest Lesson as a Creative✨

    So here’s my little reminder for anyone waiting for the “perfect time.”

    Post it.

    Write it.

    Paint it.

    Start it.

    Because unfinished dreams hidden in drafts never become success stories.

    Sometimes, done really is better than perfect.

    And for that lesson, I’ll always be grateful to my mentor, who saw possibility in me long before I could see it in myself.

    This illustration didn’t build my confidence.

    Sharing it did.

    Looking at it today, I don’t remember the fear.

    I remember the moment I chose progress over perfection.

    Now I’m curious… what’s one thing you’ve been waiting to share because you’re afraid it isn’t perfect yet? I’d love to hear your story. 🤍🦋

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading A Blank Canvas and a Blank Page

    Creative Chaos & Quiet Feelings ✨😄

    If I Could Be Someone Else… I’d Still Pick Me 2.0

    About Nihshabd

    My Screen Time Finally Grew Up 

  • The Day I Stopped Chasing Butterflies 🦋

    The Day I Stopped Chasing Butterflies 🦋

    What’s something you used to worry about but don’t anymore?

    WordPress really made me stop and think today.

    The Day I Stopped Chasing Butterflies wasn’t a title I planned.

    It all began with one simple prompt:

    “What’s something you used to worry about but don’t anymore?”

    Poor WordPress.

    It asked one tiny question…

    …but life handed me a much longer answer. 😄

    I think being a woman teaches you certain lessons much earlier than you expect. And honestly, not just women—life has a funny way of teaching all of us, whether we signed up for the class or not.

    So here’s my little list…

    Or maybe not a list.

    More like a collection of things I quietly stopped carrying.

    I stopped worrying so much about… people.

    What will people think?

    I spent years editing myself before speaking.

    One day I realized most people weren’t even reading my script—they were busy rehearsing their own.

    Turns out, people have their own lives, their own problems, and their own endless to-do lists. They’re not running a 24/7 surveillance team dedicated to me.

    What a relief. 😄

    Making everyone happy.

    I tried. Really, I did.

    Then I realized it’s like charging everyone’s phone while your own battery is at 2%.

    Someone is always going to be unhappy.

    These days, if I’m smiling, I call it a successful day.

    Outgrowing people.

    I used to believe every friendship had to last forever.

    Now I know some people are chapters, not the whole book.

    They came, they taught me something, and they moved on.

    That’s not failure…

    That’s life.

    I stopped worrying so much about… myself.

    There was a time when saying “I don’t know” felt like admitting defeat.

    Now it feels like honesty.

    Even Google occasionally says, “No results found.” 😄

    I also stopped worrying about changing my mind.

    If people say, “You’ve changed,” my first thought is…

    “I certainly hope so.”

    Software that never updates eventually crashes.

    Humans aren’t any different.

    And don’t even get me started on productivity.

    I used to feel guilty for resting.

    Now I know even my phone demands to be charged before it starts complaining.

    Why should humans be any different?

    And finally… I stopped worrying so much about life itself.

    Every closed door once felt like the end of the world.

    Now I just assume life saved me from walking into the wrong room.

    What’s meant for me usually has a funny habit of finding me anyway.

    I also made peace with silence.

    Earlier, every quiet moment felt awkward.

    Now silence often says more than words ever could.

    And starting over?

    That one doesn’t scare me anymore either.

    Beginning again doesn’t mean starting from scratch.

    Experience quietly packs its bags and comes along for the ride.

    So no matter how many times life says,

    “Start again…”

    I know I’m never truly starting from zero.

    Somewhere along the way…

    I learned how to live.

    Not because life suddenly became easier.

    But because I slowly stopped expecting happiness to arrive one fine morning, ring the doorbell, and politely introduce itself.

    I spent years chasing happiness.

    Running after people.

    Running after approval.

    Running after expectations.

    Running after that imaginary moment when everything would finally be perfect.

    Then one day I realized something that changed everything.

    If you want butterflies, you don’t spend your life chasing butterflies. You build a garden where butterflies would want to stay.

    Maybe happiness works the same way.

    The Day I Stopped Chasing Butterflies 🦋

    So instead of chasing everyone and everything, I started creating a life that feels like home to me.

    A little embroidery.

    A little gardening.

    Digital illustration.

    Writing.

    Music playing in the background.

    Dancing in the kitchen while waiting for the tea to boil.

    Painting when words aren’t enough.

    Getting lost in a good suspense thriller.

    Spending unhurried time with my family.

    Playing Ludo together and laughing over the silliest things.

    Years from now, I don’t think we’ll remember who won the Ludo game… but we’ll definitely remember who was sitting around the board. 🤍

    Maybe every home deserves a tiny family ritual.

    It doesn’t have to be anything grand.

    A board game.

    An evening cup of tea.

    A short walk.

    Even simply a little time together.

    Sometimes, the smallest rituals become the biggest memories.

    Tiny moments.

    Simple joys.

    Nothing extraordinary.

    Yet somehow…

    They make ordinary days feel beautiful.

    Maybe that’s what happiness looked like all along.

    Does that mean I never worry anymore?

    Of course not.

    (Okay okay… some things still sting. I’m not a saint. 😛)

    But now I know where to return when life becomes too loud.

    Sometimes I even wonder…

    Have I finally achieved moksha?

    Then someone cuts me off in traffic, my Wi-Fi stops working, or an online order gets delayed…

    …and I’m immediately reminded—

    Nope. Still very much attached to worldly things. 😂

    Now I’m curious…

    What’s something you used to worry about… but don’t anymore?

    Or tell me this…

    What do you do to worry a little less… and live a little more?🤍

    I’d genuinely love to hear your answer in the comments. 🦋✨

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading If I Had to Be an Animal for a Week | A Butterfly’s Lesson

  • Learning to Dance with the Waves

    Learning to Dance with the Waves

    Life comes in waves.

    Which explains why
    just when you’ve convinced yourself

    “I’ve finally figured life out…

    …the sea quietly laughs.

    And sends another wave.

    Some arrive
    with flowers in their hands.

    Others don’t even knock.

    They simply barge in,
    rearrange your plans,
    borrow your peace,
    and leave without saying goodbye.

    Rude, honestly.

    For the longest time,
    I thought the secret
    was finding calm waters.

    Then life smiled and said,

    “No, dear…

    the trick is learning
    not to spill your coffee
    every time the boat rocks.”

    So you learn.

    You stop arguing
    with every wave.

    You stop asking,

    “Why me?”

    Because, quite frankly,

    the sea has terrible customer service.

    It never answers.

    Instead,

    it teaches.

    It teaches that
    not every delay
    is a disaster.

    Not every goodbye
    is a punishment.

    Not every storm
    has your name on it.

    Some are simply
    passing through.

    And somewhere
    between holding on
    and letting go,

    you discover
    that you were never
    becoming fearless.

    You were simply
    becoming someone

    who could smile,

    fix the sail,

    and whisper,

    “Well…
    that was interesting.”

    before rowing on.

    Because life
    has never promised
    a sea without waves.

    Only the chance
    to become
    someone who knows

    how to dance with them.🦋

    🌊

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading The Hard Years: Not the Final Chapter

  • The Problem Was Never the Key | Outlook on Life Quote

    The Problem Was Never the Key | Outlook on Life Quote

    What’s a quote that perfectly describes your outlook on life?

    The Problem Was Never the Key…

    The Outlook on Life Quote That Stays With Me

    If I had to choose one quote that perfectly describes my outlook on life, it would be this:

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    “Old keys don’t open new doors.”

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    At first, it sounds like a quote about moving on.

    But to me, it has never been about leaving the past behind.

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    It’s a gentle reminder to stop expecting yesterday’s answers to solve today’s questions.

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    Life changes.
    We change.
    Dreams change too.

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    And sometimes, the hardest part isn’t finding a new door…

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    it’s finding the courage
    to finally put the old keys down.

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    Some thoughts don’t shout. They simply stay. This is one of them…

    A Pocket Full of Old Keys 🦋

    I have a tiny collection
    of keys
    that no longer open
    anything.

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    One belongs to a house
    that isn’t mine anymore.

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    Another…

    I can’t even remember
    what it once unlocked.

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    Funny, isn’t it?

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    How we hold on
    to things
    long after they’ve
    stopped being useful.

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    Not just keys.

    Old arguments.

    Old fears.

    Old regrets.

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    That one embarrassing moment
    from eight years ago
    that still pops up
    at 2 a.m.
    as if it has
    a monthly subscription. 🙄

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    We are strange creatures.

    We’ll happily throw away
    a mismatched sock…

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    but carry around
    a guilt
    that expired
    years ago.

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    Maybe life isn’t asking us
    to find
    the right key.

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    Maybe…

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    it’s smiling,
    shaking its head
    just a little,

    and whispering,

    “Sweetheart…🦋
    that door has a new lock now.”

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    And honestly?

    I think that’s wonderful.

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    Because imagine
    trying to unlock
    tomorrow

    with yesterday’s
    worries.

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    Or carrying
    the same old version
    of yourself
    into a life
    that has already
    outgrown
    who you used to be.

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    So here’s my plan.

    I’ll keep
    the old keys.

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    Not because
    I still need them…

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    but because
    they remind me
    of every door
    that once welcomed me,

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    every lesson
    that quietly changed me,

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    and every version of me
    who did her best
    with what she knew.

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    And when life
    places
    a shiny new key
    in my hands…

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    I won’t be afraid
    to let
    the old ones
    rest.

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    After all…

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    Magic has never lived
    inside the key.

    It has always lived
    inside the person
    brave enough
    to try again.

    to knock
    on a brand-new door…

    even when their hands
    are still holding
    yesterday’s keys. ✨

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    What This Quote Taught Me 🦋

    Perhaps that’s why this little quote has quietly stayed with me for years.

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    We don’t always need better keys

    Sometimes we simply need the courage to stop trying to unlock tomorrow with yesterday’s answers.

    Every ending leaves behind a lesson.

    Every new beginning asks for a different version of us.

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    And every closed door leaves behind a wiser heart. ✨

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    And maybe…

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    the problem was never the key.

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    It was believing the same old one could unlock every new beginning.

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading To the To the Hearts Behind the Words 

  • The Places I Miss Don’t Exist on Any Map.

    The Places I Miss Don’t Exist on Any Map.

    What are your top 10 travel destinations?

    My Top 10 Travel Destinations Aren’t All Marked on a Map

    Not every journey begins with a boarding pass,
    and not every destination
    can be found on a map.

    Some places
    live only in memory,
    yet they keep calling us back.

    I want to travel
    to the house where I grew up—

    where every wall knew my laughter,
    every corner hid a childhood adventure,
    and every evening arrived
    with the promise of one more game before sunset.

    I want to return
    to my grandmother’s kitchen,

    where recipes were whispered,
    not written,
    and love always arrived
    on a warm plate before words did.

    I want to lose myself
    in a little bookstore,

    where hours slipped quietly
    between the pages,
    and the only deadline
    was the last chapter.

    I want to visit
    the monsoon afternoons of childhood,

    when paper boats believed
    they could cross oceans,
    and getting drenched
    was never considered a mistake.

    I want to find
    the terrace beneath a sky full of stars,

    where electricity cuts
    felt less like an inconvenience
    and more like an invitation
    to count constellations
    that we never really knew the names of.

    I want to walk again
    through the narrow lanes

    where every neighbour knew my name,
    every festival belonged to everyone,
    and every door
    felt a little like home.

    I want to sit once more
    beneath the old tree

    that heard my secrets,
    celebrated my victories,
    and patiently watched
    my impossible dreams grow taller than its branches.

    I want to spend
    one more carefree summer,

    where mangoes stained our hands,
    icy treats coloured our tongues,
    and happiness cost
    less than a handful of coins.

    I want to stand
    beside the sea,

    not to watch the waves,
    but to watch myself
    forget the urge
    to check the time.

    And above all,

    I want to meet
    the version of myself 🦋
    I left behind somewhere—

    the one who laughed
    without worrying who was watching,
    trusted without hesitation,
    dreamed without calculating,
    and believed
    that tomorrow would always wait.

    Perhaps the greatest destinations
    are not countries or cities.

    They are forgotten afternoons,
    unfinished conversations,
    the fragrance of home,
    the warmth of familiar hands,
    and the pieces of ourselves
    we spend a lifetime trying to find again.

    Because the most unforgettable journeys
    don’t always require a passport.

    Sometimes,
    they simply ask us
    to close our eyes…
    and remember.🦋✨

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

    READ MORE : The Places Where I Accidentally Disappear

  • A Different Lens, The Same Life

    A Different Lens, The Same Life

    What is your favorite quote?

    A Different Lens, The Same Life

    What is your favorite quote?

    Sometimes all it takes is a different lens to see the same life differently. That’s exactly why this has become my favourite quote over the years.


    Dear WordPress,

    Every time life gives me A Different Lens, this question somehow has a different answer.

    We’ve known each other for quite some time now.

    Long enough for you to know that asking me the same question twice is a risky move.

    Yet here you are…

    asking me about my favourite quote.

    Again.

    Maybe that’s because every time life hands us a different lens, the answer quietly changes too.

    I’m not sure whether you’re wonderfully optimistic…

    or your memory needs an update. 😄

    But then again…

    maybe you’re onto something.

    Because the interesting part isn’t the question.

    It’s whether the answer has changed.

    And if it has…

    maybe that means I’ve changed too.

    Life has this annoying habit of updating us without sending release notes.

    The Quote That Grew With Me

    So today, my favourite quote is this:

    “You don’t always need a new beginning. Sometimes you just need a new way of looking at the same life.”

    Here’s the thing.

    Human beings are adorable.

    Give us one bad day…

    …and suddenly we’re planning an entirely new life.

    “I need a new job.”

    “Maybe I should move to another city.”

    “Should I cut my hair?”

    “Maybe I should buy plants.”

    Because obviously, a pothos plant has solved thousands of emotional crises. 🌿

    We’re always looking for a reset button.

    As if life were a Wi-Fi router.

    “Switch it off… wait ten seconds… switch it back on.”

    If only.

    A Different Lens Changes Everything

    Sometimes the problem isn’t life.

    Sometimes it’s just the way we’ve been looking at it.

    It’s like tasting karela as a child and then as an adult.

    As kids, we looked at it as if it had personally offended our entire family.

    Years later…

    we willingly buy it.

    Some of us even ask for a second serving.

    The karela didn’t have a personality makeover.

    Our taste buds simply grew up. 😂

    Life is a lot like that.

    The same rain that ruins someone’s picnic becomes someone else’s favourite memory.

    The same delay that irritates you today might be the reason you missed something far worse.

    The same closed door you keep complaining about may quietly be protecting you from walking into the wrong room.

    Every Coin Has Two Sides

    Every coin has two sides.

    Funny enough, our brains seem to have a lifetime subscription to the gloomy one.

    The side that says,

    “Why is this happening to me?”

    Meanwhile, the other side is standing there, waving its tiny little hand…

    “Excuse me… I’m the lesson. Or maybe even the blessing. You just haven’t noticed me yet.”

    The Same Life, A Different Lens

    These days, I don’t wish for a different life nearly as often.

    I simply try to look at this one with a little more curiosity…

    and a little less panic.

    Turns out, happiness isn’t always hiding behind a brand-new beginning.

    Sometimes…

    it’s been sitting in the same old place all along…

    quietly waiting for us to change the way we look at it.

    And now…

    I’d love to hear from you.

    What’s your favourite quote?

    The one you keep coming back to.

    The one that has quietly held your hand through different seasons of life.

    Or maybe…

    it’s not a famous quote at all.

    Maybe it’s something your parents once said…

    something a teacher told you…

    or perhaps a line you’ve written for yourself.

    Leave it in the comments.

    Who knows?

    Your favourite quote might just become someone else’s favourite reminder today. ❤️

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    Read More : Don’t Quit. Just Turn the Page| 2 Life-Changing Tips

  • Don’t Quit. Just Turn the Page| 2 Life-Changing Tips

    Don’t Quit. Just Turn the Page| 2 Life-Changing Tips

    If you had to give one life-changing tip, what would it be?

    Don’t Quit. Just Turn the Page.

    If I had to give one life-changing tip… I’d cheat and give you two. 😌

    Because following instructions has never been my strongest personality trait.

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    Tip #1: Don’t give up.

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    I know. It sounds like something you’d find on a coffee mug.

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    But hear me out.

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    Sometimes we don’t quit because we’re tired.
    We quit because we convince ourselves that one rejection, one failure, one closed door is the universe politely saying,
    “Sorry, you’re not the main character.”

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    What if it’s just saying,
    “Wrong door. Try the one next to it.”

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    Not getting that job doesn’t mean you won’t find your work.
    Not getting that relationship doesn’t mean love packed its bags forever.
    Not succeeding this time doesn’t mean you’re bad at it.

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    It just means… the plot needed a twist..

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    Even Wi-Fi disconnects sometimes.
    It doesn’t mean you throw away the router. 😂

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    Tip #2: Sometimes life asks you to change the path, not your determination. 🦋

    Don’t give up on your dream too quickly.

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    Fight for it.

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    Work hard for it.

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    Give it everything you’ve got.

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    But if you’ve truly given it your best and life still keeps pushing you in another direction don’t spend your whole life standing outside one closed door.

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    Sometimes, changing the path doesn’t mean giving up on the destination.

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    Life isn’t written with permanent ink. 🦋

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    It’s more like a sketchbook.

    You can erase.
    You can redraw.
    You can scribble over the ugly part.
    You can turn a mistake into a cloud, a tree, or somehow… a very artistic potato. 🎨🥔

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    Our lives are blank canvases that keep handing us fresh space to paint on.

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    Didn’t like Chapter 3?

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    Good news.

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    Nobody is stopping you from writing an amazing Chapter 4.

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    So if today feels heavy…

    Take a deep breath.

    Sharpen your pencil.

    Turn the page.

    Start again.

    Not because your dream wasn’t worth fighting for…

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    But because sometimes life isn’t rejecting you.

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    It’s simply redirecting you.

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    So here’s my not-so-secret life advice:

    Don’t give up.

    Don’t give up on yourself either.

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    Because as long as you’re breathing, your story is still accepting edits.

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    And who knows?

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    The chapter you’re worrying about today might become your favorite plot twist tomorrow. 🤍🦋

    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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  • The Rarest Skill We Never Learn

    The Rarest Skill We Never Learn

    What’s a skill you consider basic, that most people don’t actually know how to do?

    Loving wholeheartedly… and protecting the trust someone places in you.

    I know, I know… people will say, “That’s not a skill.”

    Oh, I disagree.

    Making promises is easy.

    Keeping them? That’s where the training begins.

    Everyone wants unconditional love until they’re expected to be responsible with it.

    Everyone asks to be trusted until trust starts feeling like accountability.

    I’ve always believed that if I let someone into my heart, they deserve my complete trust. I don’t know how to love in percentages. It’s either 100% or not at all.

    Apparently, that’s not how everyone operates.

    Some people treat trust like a free trial—use it, enjoy it, and cancel it when it’s inconvenient.

    The older I get, the more I realize that the rare skill isn’t finding people who can love you.

    It’s finding people who know how to handle someone’s love without taking it for granted.

    Because love isn’t fragile.

    Trust is.

    And once someone places it in your hands, the real skill is knowing what not to do with it.

    That’s a lesson no school teaches… but life certainly does.

    Somewhere Along the Way, We Forgot

    Maybe that’s the skill we’re slowly forgetting.

    We all crave the same things.

    To be loved without conditions.

    To be trusted without suspicion.

    To be accepted without constantly having to prove our worth.

    Yet, when it’s our turn to offer that same love and trust to someone else, we hesitate. We become cautious. We protect ourselves so much that we sometimes forget to protect the person who trusted us.

    Somewhere along the way, we’ve become experts at expecting…

    …but beginners at giving.

    We ask to be understood before we learn how to understand.

    We ask for loyalty before we become loyal ourselves.

    Maybe that’s why so many relationships today begin with excitement but end with disappointment.

    Not because love disappeared.

    But because responsibility did.

    Love is beautiful.

    Trust makes it meaningful.

    Responsibility is what keeps both alive.

    The World We Could Leave Behind

    I often wonder what our world would look like if we taught children that protecting someone’s trust is just as important as earning it.

    That keeping your word matters.

    That loyalty isn’t old-fashioned.

    That kindness isn’t weakness.

    That another person’s heart is never a place to satisfy your ego.

    Imagine an entire generation growing up believing that love isn’t about possession, trust isn’t about control, and relationships aren’t disposable.

    Imagine if they carried those values everywhere—with their families, their friends, strangers, animals, and even the environment they live in.

    Wouldn’t the world become just a little gentler?

    Maybe This Is the Skill We’re Missing

    Maybe that’s why I still believe loving wholeheartedly is a skill.

    Not because everyone can fall in love…

    But because very few know how to honor the love they’re given.

    The saddest part is that we keep searching for better people, while forgetting to become better people ourselves.

    Maybe if we learned this one simple skill, we wouldn’t just build stronger relationships—we would build a kinder generation.

    A generation that understands that love isn’t just a feeling, trust isn’t just a word, and both are far too precious to be treated as temporary conveniences.

    Maybe that’s the most basic skill of all.

    And perhaps that’s exactly why it has become the rarest.

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

  • Fictional Character You Relate to the Most | Nihshabd

    Fictional Character You Relate to the Most | Nihshabd

    Who is the fictional character you relate to the most?

    One Character? Really?

    Who is the fictional character you relate to the most?

    I hate this question.

    Not because I don’t have an answer…

    But because it expects me to have just one.

    Seriously?

    That’s like asking an artist to choose one colour…
    or asking a writer to pick one favourite word.

    Life doesn’t make us that simple.

    Just when I think I’ve found the fictional character I relate to the most, another one quietly taps me on the shoulder and says,

    “Excuse me… you’ve borrowed a little piece of me too.”

    And annoyingly…

    She’s right.

    Why choose one… when life lets you become many?” 🦋

    A little bit of Jo March lives in me every time my thoughts refuse to stay inside my head until I write them down. Sometimes writing feels less like a hobby and more like breathing.

    Then there’s Belle. We definitely have one thing in common—we can both disappear into books and completely forget that the real world exists. The only difference is that she had a magical library. I have a growing collection of books… and a family occasionally reminding me that food exists outside the pages. 😄

    And then comes Rapunzel, happily throwing a hundred creative ideas my way, usually all at once, as if my brain were hosting a never-ending art festival. Finishing one project before starting another? That’s a lovely theory.

    Sleeping Beauty and I also have something in common—we’re both deeply committed to the noble art of sleeping. 😄 The only difference is that she needed a curse… I just need a pillow! But she has also reminded me that slowing down isn’t the same as falling behind. Sometimes the biggest transformations happen while we’re quietly resting, healing, or simply giving ourselves permission to pause.

    Whenever life decides to test me, Mulan gently reminds me that courage doesn’t always arrive with trumpets and fireworks. Sometimes it simply whispers, “Take the next step.”

    And then there’s Anne Shirley. We have an agreement—I borrow her imagination, and she borrows my ability to overthink absolutely everything. 😄 Together, we can turn the simplest moment into a beautiful story… or a full-length novel that nobody asked for.

    See? This is exactly my problem.

    How am I supposed to choose just one?

    The Best Fictional Character Is the One You Create

    The more I think about it, the more I realize that life was never meant to make us copies of someone else’s story.

    Some days need courage.

    Some days need kindness.

    Some days demand creativity.

    Some days simply ask us to be patient.

    If I forced myself to live like only one fictional character, I’d probably be wonderfully prepared for one situation… and completely lost in the next.

    Why Being Many Characters Makes You Unique

    Maybe the real magic isn’t finding the fictional character you relate to the most.

    Maybe it’s collecting the best qualities from every story that touches your heart, blending them with your own experiences, learning from your mistakes, laughing at yourself once in a while, and slowly becoming someone no book has ever written before.

    Because that’s what makes us different.

    That’s what makes us adaptable.

    That’s what makes us beautifully unique.

    So don’t try to fit yourself into one character.

    Be the dreamer when dreams are needed.

    Be the reader when wisdom is needed.

    Be the creator when the world needs something new.

    Be the warrior when life becomes difficult.

    And when life surprises you—as it always does—don’t be afraid to reinvent yourself.

    After all, life isn’t about becoming someone’s favourite fictional character.

    It’s about becoming a person who can adapt to every chapter with courage, kindness, curiosity, creativity, and hope.

    Why settle for one character…

    when you have the privilege of carrying a little piece of many?

    Maybe that’s exactly what makes you you.

    A beautifully imperfect, ever-evolving story that no author could have written better.

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    ✨ Now it’s your turn.🤍

    Who is the fictional character you relate to the most? Or, like me, do you carry little pieces of many stories within you? I’d genuinely love to hear your answer. 🦋✨

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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