NihshabdBlog

Category: Life & Love

  • The Things We Leave Behind

    The Things We Leave Behind

    What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

    Legacy

    I do not dream of marble names,
    or statues standing tall,
    I only hope my presence stays
    in little things… that’s all.

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    In laughter shared at dinner tables,
    in stories told again,
    in recipes with extra love
    and slightly guessed-by-hand.

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    I want to leave behind soft words
    that comfort tired hearts,
    the kind of kindness people keep
    long after we depart.

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    Maybe no history books will care,
    maybe no headlines sing,
    but if my people smile at memories,
    that feels like everything.

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    Let my legacy be warmth and light,
    traditions carried through,
    a home where love was always loud,
    and everyone felt true.

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    I hope my name is spoken softly
    in moments filled with grace,
    like winter sunlight on tired skin
    or peace in a crowded place.

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    May I remain in tiny habits,
    in little things people do,
    like adding extra chai to milk
    because “that’s how she used to.” ☕

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    I want to live inside the pauses
    between chaos and despair,
    in the feeling that no matter what,
    someone once truly cared.

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    Not perfect.
    Not famous.
    Not endlessly admired.

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    Just human enough to be remembered
    with affection instead of formality.

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    Because in the end,
    legacy is not built from monuments.
    It is built quietly

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    in how gently you held people,
    how safely they could fall apart around you,
    and how deeply your love continued living
    even after you were gone.

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    And if someday, long after me,
    my absence still feels a little warm
    instead of completely empty…

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    I think that would mean
    I loved well enough to stay. ✨

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    A warm and nostalgic sunset scene by a window featuring books, dried flowers, candles, handwritten notes, and a cup of chai, with the title The Things We Leave Behind and the name Nihshabd softly displayed in the center.
    Some things end, but their warmth stays forever. ☕✨

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    With love,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • We Were Never Meant To Arrive

    We Were Never Meant To Arrive

    If you could un-invent something, what would it be?

    A long empty road leading toward quiet mountains at sunset, symbolising an inner journey, solitude, and silent reflection — Nihshabd
    “Some roads don’t ask where you’re going.”

    If I could un-invent destination,

    it would be because everything beautiful happens before we arrive.

    The excitement that makes the heart race.

    The little fear that walks in quietly with hope.

    The journey where love begins softly

    not with promises,

    but with presence.

    A couple holding hands, walking together on a mountain path surrounded by misty hills, symbolizing love, journey, and togetherness – Nihshabd
    “Two hearts. One road. No hurry to arrive.”

    Walking side by side,

    sometimes talking,

    sometimes lost in silence,

    letting the road decide our pace.

    The open sky above us,

    the playful wind touching our faces,

    the tall mountains standing still,

    as if they know what we are becoming.

    In the journey,

    there is laughter that comes easily,

    there is longing that feels sweet,

    there is closeness that doesn’t ask for words.

    Time feels different here.

    Nothing is missing.

    Nothing is rushed.

    Not waiting for anything. Just sitting with what the journey left inside me.
    “The road rested outside the window,
    and so did her heart.”

    But when we reach the destination,

    everything gently shifts.

    The movement slows.

    The questions rest.

    The magic learns to be quiet.

    Not because love disappears,

    but because it has been felt fully,

    in every step,

    in every shared breath.

    A young man outdoors with friends, smiling in a shared moment, representing connection, presence, and quiet joy beyond words — Nihshabd
    “Some moments arrive quietly
    and stay longer than destinations.”

    Maybe love was never meant to be reached.

    Maybe it was meant to be lived

    on open roads,

    under wide skies,

    with wind in our hair

    and hands that never hurry to let go.

    —Rajeshwari 💕