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  • Do You Believe in Karma? What You Sow, So Shall You Reap

    Do You Believe in Karma? What You Sow, So Shall You Reap

    Do you believe in karma?

    Do You Believe in Karma?

    Yes, I believe in karma. 🤍

    I have always believed in a simple thought: what you sow, so shall you reap. Maybe not immediately, and maybe not always in the way we expect, but our actions do have a way of finding their way back to us.

    For me, karma is not about sitting and waiting for someone to get what they deserve. 😄 I don’t have the time or energy to keep checking when someone’s karma is going to arrive!

    I would rather focus on my own actions. Do good when I can. Be kind. Help someone if I’m able to. Speak gently. And most importantly, keep my intentions genuine.

    There is something from the Bhagavad Gita that beautifully explains this:

    “Karmanyevadhikaraste Ma Phaleshu Kadachana.”

    It means: You have the right to perform your actions, but you are not entitled to the fruits of your actions.

    In simple words, do your karma sincerely without constantly worrying about the result.

    I find this thought very comforting. Sometimes we do everything right and still don’t get the outcome we hoped for. Sometimes we are kind and still get hurt. Sometimes we give our best and life simply says, “Not today.” 😄

    But that doesn’t mean our good actions were wasted.

    I believe the real beauty of karma is in doing the right thing even when nobody is watching, being good without expecting something in return, and choosing kindness even when life gives us reasons not to.

    We cannot control what others do. We cannot control every outcome. But we can always control what we put into the world.

    So yes, I believe in karma. I believe in doing my part, keeping my heart clean, and leaving the rest to God.

    After all, we may not always get what we give immediately, but what we give always becomes a part of the world we live in. 🦋🤍

    What about you? Do you believe in karma? And has life ever given you a little reminder that what goes around, comes around? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments.

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • A Tradition Woven With Love: Our Tirupati Story

    A Tradition Woven With Love: Our Tirupati Story

    Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.

    Some traditions are not just customs.

    They are memories.

    They are roots.

    They are the threads that tie a family together, year after year, moment after moment.

    For us a South Indian family our yearly visit to Tirupati is one such sacred thread.

    Every year, without fail, we pack our bags, gather our laughter in and begin the journey toward Tirumala.

    There is a special kind of excitement in the air

    the kind that children feel before a festival,

    the kind adults feel when their hearts remember something sacred.

    It’s not just a trip.

    It is our tradition.

    The moment we see the hills of Tirumala rising in the distance, something within us settles.

    A calmness.

    A familiarity.

    A happiness that words will always fail to explain.

    Walking into the temple with the entire family beside me…

    it feels like stepping into a memory that never grows old.

    The crowd, the chants, the bells, the fragrance of laddu prasad

    everything feels like home.

    And the moment we get Darshan, even if it’s for a few seconds,

    time stops.

    That single glimpse of Lord Venkateswara carries enough peace to last an entire year.

    And then comes the prasad, soft laddus that somehow taste like blessings.

    That joy… that sweetness… you cannot describe it;

    you can only feel it.

    But what makes this tradition magical isn’t just faith

    it’s family.

    The playful teasing on the way,

    the children’s endless questions,

    the little fights for window seats,

    the shared snacks,

    the sudden bursts of laughter,

    the elders repeating stories we heard a hundred times

    all of this becomes a treasure we carry home.

    There’s always someone cracking jokes,

    someone asking for extra prasad,

    someone buying toys secretly for the kids,

    someone complaining about walking too much

    and all of it together becomes a beautiful chaos

    that we lovingly call family.

    And of course, no Tirupati visit is complete without the meals.

    Steaming idlis, crispy vadas, golden dosas,

    fluffy upma, rice drenched in ghee,

    comforting sambhar,

    and the variety of chutneys

    coconut, tomato, ginger

    each carrying the soul of South Indian food.

    Because truly,

    if you haven’t eaten in Tirupati…

    have you really experienced Tirupati?

    But beyond the food, beyond the darshan, beyond the rituals

    something deeper happens every year.

    We don’t just travel to see God;

    we travel to see each other.

    In the laughter, the mischief, the shared plates,

    the sleepy children on our shoulders,

    the elders smiling silently

    our family becomes whole again.

    When we return home with tired feet and peaceful hearts,

    one feeling always remains:

    This annual trip is not just a habit

    it is our heritage, our unity, our pride, and our favourite way of remembering who we are.

    Tirupati is where our devotion finds its voice,

    our happiness finds its meaning,

    and our family finds its togetherness all over again.

    Every single year.

    Without fail.

    First glimpse of the Tirumala hills, with dense greenery and red rocky cliffs rising under a soft cloudy sky.
    This is the moment when the heart knows… Tirumala is near.