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  • Budget Travel Tips: My Advice (That I Don’t Follow) 😂

    Budget Travel Tips: My Advice (That I Don’t Follow) 😂

    What’s your best tip for budget travel?

    If you’re looking for budget travel tips, the first rule is simple: plan ahead.

    Book your flights or trains well in advance.
    Reserve your hotel early, especially if you’re travelling during the holiday season.
    Have your itinerary more or less sorted, so you know where you’re going and how you’re getting around.
    Compare prices before booking, use public transport wherever practical, and eat at local places instead of spending every meal at a fancy tourist restaurant.

    A little planning can save you quite a bit of money.

    There. That’s my budget-travel wisdom. 😄

    And honestly, it’s all very good advice.

    I just don’t follow most of it when I’m actually on holiday. 😂

    Budget Travel Tips I Don’t Actually Follow

    Because for me, a holiday is supposed to feel like a holiday.

    I like having my tickets and hotel booked, obviously. I’m not going to land somewhere and start looking for a room! 😂 But once I’m there, I don’t like my days to be ruled by a rigid itinerary.

    I like waking up at my own time, having a long, lazy breakfast and deciding what I feel like doing that day.

    And if I have a plan but wake up thinking, “You know what? I’d rather stay in today…”

    Plan cancelled.
    No guilt.
    No regrets.
    Blanket on. Back to sleep. 😴😂

    I also happen to like good hotels. I’m definitely not from the “the hotel is only for sleeping” school of thought.

    If I’m on holiday, I want to enjoy the hotel too. The room, the breakfast, the comfort, the little luxuries… I want all of it. 😄

    And food? That is definitely not where I’m looking to make heroic sacrifices. 😂 I love trying local food, street food, exploring local markets and discovering those little places that you won’t necessarily find in a tourist guide.

    And yes, I have absolutely no problem indulging in something deliciously unhealthy once in a while. It’s a holiday, not a nutrition conference. 😄

    And then there are those trips where we don’t plan at all.

    A long weekend comes up, we have a few days free, we look at each other and say, “Let’s go somewhere.”

    And off we go in the car.

    No advance bookings. No elaborate itinerary. Sometimes not even a proper destination beyond “let’s see where the road takes us.” 😂

    And somehow, those spontaneous trips can be just as much fun.

    So yes, I can happily tell you how to save money while travelling.

    But if you ask me whether I practise what I preach…

    Well, let’s just say my budget-travel advice and my actual holiday personality are two completely different people. 😂

    For me, a holiday needs full enjoyment, full masti and full relaxation.

    Because if I have to rush around following a timetable from breakfast to bedtime…

    that sounds suspiciously like work. 😄✈️

    And people like me?
    We may not always travel by the rulebook, but we certainly know how to enjoy a holiday. 😉

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Local Food While Travelling in India: The Best Food Memories

  • Doraemon, Please Take Me In! 😂

    Doraemon, Please Take Me In! 😂

    Daily writing prompt
    Who is your favorite cartoon character?
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    As a child, I had quite a list of favourites—Aladdin, TaleSpin, Chacha Chaudhary, DuckTales, Mowgli, and so many others that made childhood feel a little more magical, adventurous and fun. ❤️

    But then adulthood happened…

    and apparently, my taste in cartoons evolved with my problems. 😂

    Because now?

    Mine? Doraemon. Obviously. 😂

    Not because he’s cute.
    Not because he’s blue.
    And definitely not because I enjoy watching Nobita get bullied every five minutes. 😭

    I like Doraemon for a much more practical reason:

    The man owns EVERYTHING I want. 😌

    🚪 The Anywhere Door

    Take the Anywhere Door.

    Why would I waste time travelling when I can simply open a door and POOF! — I’m at the person’s house?

    “Coming over?”

    “Already there.” 😎

    And just imagine the drama!

    Someone says, “I live too far.”

    Me: opens door

    “Not anymore.” 😂

    No traffic.
    No maps.
    No packing.
    No checking Google Maps every ten minutes to see whether that red line has become even redder.

    I just open the door, step through…

    and boom—destination reached.

    Honestly, if Doraemon had given me that door as a child, I would have considered travelling an unnecessary human invention. 🤭

    🚁 The Bamboo Copter

    Then there’s the Bamboo Copter.

    Short distance? Fly.

    Why walk when I can simply put a tiny gadget on my head and take off? 😂

    Imagine me flying over traffic while everyone below is sitting in a jam, slowly losing the will to live.

    And I’m up there…

    whoooooosh 🚁

    “Sorry, I have somewhere to be.” 🤭

    Anywhere Door for long distances.

    Bamboo Copter for short ones.

    Basically, traffic and I would no longer have a relationship.

    ⏰ The Time Machine

    And then comes my favourite:

    The Time Machine. ❤️

    Now this one isn’t about convenience.

    This one is emotional.

    Imagine being able to go back—not to change anything, not to rewrite history, not to fix mistakes…

    Just to see certain people, certain moments, certain versions of life once again.

    Even if it’s from a distance.

    Just sitting there quietly and watching a moment that is long gone…

    Seeing someone again.

    Hearing a voice again.

    Watching life happen exactly as it once did.

    And maybe, just for a little while, living those moments again.

    I wouldn’t ask Doraemon for much.

    Just give me the Time Machine.

    I’d happily pay for that ticket. 🥹❤️

    👜 The 4D Pocket

    Then there’s the 4D Pocket. 😍

    Now THAT is what I call financial freedom.

    Whatever I need?

    Hand in pocket.

    “Here you go.”

    😂

    Need something?

    Pocket.

    Want something?

    Pocket.

    Forgot something?

    No problem.

    Pocket.

    No shopping.
    No searching.
    No waiting for delivery.
    No “It was out of stock.”
    No adding something to the cart and then forgetting to buy it.

    And imagine never having to say:

    “Oh no, I left it at home.”

    No, you didn’t.

    It’s in the pocket. 😌

    Honestly, with that pocket, I wouldn’t even need a handbag anymore.

    And my shopping apps?

    They’d probably start sending me sympathy messages. 😂

    🍽️ The Gourmet Tablecloth

    And the Gourmet Tablecloth?

    Oh, that gadget was designed specifically for people like me. 😂

    This one is pure magic.

    I don’t even have to decide what to cook.

    I just have to say what I’m craving.

    “I want biryani.”

    POOF! ✨

    Biryani on the table.

    “I want pizza.”

    POOF! 🍕

    Pizza on the table.

    “I want gulab jamun.”

    POOF! 🍮

    Gulab jamun appears.

    Whatever I feel like eating…

    I just say it, and TA-DA! It’s right there on the table. 😂

    No deciding what to cook.
    No planning.
    No chopping.
    No cooking.
    No cleaning.

    And most importantly…

    No one asking, “What are you making for dinner today?” 😭😂

    Because honestly, sometimes the hardest part of cooking isn’t cooking.

    It’s deciding what to cook.

    And then after all that effort…

    someone makes a face.

    “This?”

    “I don’t want this.”

    “Why did you put this in it?”

    😭😂

    With the Gourmet Tablecloth?

    NONE OF THAT.

    I simply say what I want to eat…

    POOF!

    Dinner is served.

    And I sit there peacefully, enjoying my food and my achievement.

    What achievement?

    I ordered it from a magic tablecloth. Please respect the chef. 😌😂

    🪄 Basically… Give Me The Pocket

    Honestly, I don’t want Doraemon’s gadgets for world domination.

    I want them for personal convenience and emotional damage control. 😂

    Just give me that 4D Pocket and let me say:

    “Khul ja Sim Sim.”

    And I promise I’ll use every single gadget with absolutely no restraint whatsoever. 🤭

    Anywhere Door?

    Mine.

    Time Machine?

    Mine.

    Gourmet Tablecloth?

    Definitely mine.

    Bamboo Copter?

    Obviously mine.

    I will not even pretend to be responsible.

    I’ll use them shamelessly.😏

    Because why should I struggle unnecessarily when a blue robotic cat has already solved everything?

    💙 Doraemon was never just a cartoon.

    Doraemon was never just a cartoon.

    He was basically a walking solution to problems I didn’t even know I would have as an adult. 😂

    And honestly, now that I think about it…

    Maybe that’s exactly why I liked him so much.

    He didn’t just have magical gadgets.

    He had the ability to make life ridiculously easy.

    And frankly…

    I respect that kind of talent. 😌😂

    Now it’s your turn.

    After knowing this much about me…

    Which cartoon character do you think I would love—and more importantly, which one is YOUR favourite and why? 👀

    I want to know what your cartoon character says about you. 😁

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Fictional Character You Relate to the Most | Nihshabd

  • What Can Your Money Become? 🌱

    What Can Your Money Become? 🌱

    How does your mindset affect your financial success?

    How does your mindset affect your financial success?

    I used to think financial success meant earning more.

    Then I became a homemaker and discovered that money has another talent it disappears very professionally. 😂

    That’s when I started looking at money differently.

    Not just as something to spend, but as something to plant.

    A little saved here.
    A little invested there.
    Something kept for tomorrow.
    Something growing quietly in the background.

    Because financial peace, I’ve realised, doesn’t begin when you become rich.

    It begins when you stop treating every rupee as if it has to find something to do today.

    And perhaps that is where your financial mindset really changes things.

    You start thinking beyond the next purchase to financial independence, future goals, retirement, and having more than one way of bringing money in.

    You start asking a slightly different question:

    “What can this money become?”

    And I love that question.

    Because ₹1,000 spent is… well, gone.😂

    But ₹1,000 saved or invested has the potential to bring a little more of itself back.

    Of course, this is where I would like to say I have mastered the art.

    I have not. 😂

    I’m still a woman who can walk into a shop for one thing and return with three things, while confidently explaining that all three were necessary.

    And then there are children.

    They have a remarkable talent for discovering new expenses exactly when you’ve decided to be financially responsible. 😂

    So perhaps financial success isn’t about having perfect discipline.

    Maybe it’s about having the right mindset often enough to make a difference.

    Plant the seeds. Let them grow. Enjoy some of the fruit.

    And keep a little aside for the days when life decides to send you an invoice you weren’t expecting. 😄

    Because a financially successful woman isn’t necessarily the one who earns the most.

    She’s the one who knows that today’s money shouldn’t have to pay for everything today, tomorrow, and every “just this once” in between. 😂

    What does financial success mean to you earning more, saving more, or simply feeling more in control of your money?

    I’d love to hear your take. 🦋👇

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    And if you’re curious about the little mindset shift that can change the way you look at every rupee… read more. 🌱 Budgeting: where Logic Meets Emotion!

  • If Kiwi Could Talk, We’d Be in Trouble 😂

    If Kiwi Could Talk, We’d Be in Trouble 😂

    If your pet could talk, what would be the first thing it says?

    If Kiwi could talk, I’m pretty sure food would be her first topic.

    Not because she doesn’t have anything else to say, but because, honestly, why waste a perfectly good opportunity? 😂

    Once that important matter was taken care of, I can already imagine her looking at me and saying, “Now take me to the park. And please don’t make the mistake of thinking I’m going there to walk. I’m going in your lap.”

    Once we reached the park, though, she would suddenly become very independent. She would run around, explore everything, follow whatever caught her attention and do exactly what she wanted. And if we tried to control her, she would probably look at us as if to say, I was perfectly fine until you got involved. 😂

    Then, once we were back home, it would be time for hide-and-seek. The rule is simple: we hide, Kiwi finds us. And somehow, she always looks so pleased when she finds us, as if she has just cracked a case that had the entire family fooled.

    Her brothers would have one little rule to follow: stay away from Mumma. She may love them dearly, but apparently, loving your brothers and sharing your Mumma with them are two entirely different things. 🤭

    And going anywhere without her? Not happening.

    Wherever we go, Kiwi is coming along. She doesn’t need an invitation, a plan or even an explanation. If her people are going somewhere, she has already decided she is going too.

    I sometimes wonder what made her so certain that the entire world revolves around her.

    Then I look at her.

    And realise she probably has a point. 🤭

    Because maybe she isn’t spoiled at all.

    Maybe she has simply mastered the art of being so ridiculously cute that saying no to her feels like a personal attack.

    And that, I suspect, is how a tiny dog becomes the unquestioned princess of an entire household. 👑🐾🤍🦋

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Dog Who Understands Me Without Words: Meet Kiwi 🐾♥️, Some Companionships Don’t Need Words

  • Have I Ever Regretted Reading a Book? My Bookish Guilt 😂

    Have I Ever Regretted Reading a Book? My Bookish Guilt 😂

    Have you ever regretted reading a book — which one and why?

    Have I ever regretted reading a book?

    Honestly, not really. I love reading books far too much to blame the book. But I do have a little bookish guilt and it usually begins with four completely harmless words:

    “Just one more chapter.”

    That sentence has ruined more sleep than caffeine ever could. 😂

    I’ll start reading at night thinking I’ll read for twenty minutes. Then I look at the clock and somehow it’s 1:30 a.m. The sensible part of my brain whispers, “You have to wake up tomorrow.”

    The reader in me replies, “Yes, yes. After this chapter.”

    And of course, there is always another chapter.

    The Trouble With “Just One More Chapter”

    Sometimes a book is so good that everything else suddenly becomes negotiable.

    Messages can wait.
    Chores can wait.
    Sleep can definitely wait.

    Apparently, everything in the real world understands that I am currently busy.

    I have absolutely no idea how a simple reading session turns into a full-scale negotiation between my responsibilities and a fictional story. 😂

    And if someone asks, “Are you still reading?”

    The answer is usually:

    “Almost finished.”

    Which, in book-lover language, can mean anything from ten minutes to another two hours.

    My Real Bookish Guilt

    The funny thing is, I don’t regret the book.

    I regret what happens around it.

    I regret promising myself that I would read for only half an hour.

    I regret checking the time.

    I regret remembering that I have to wake up early.

    And I definitely regret saying, “This is the last chapter.”

    Because we all know that is a lie.

    There is always a next chapter.

    And sometimes there is an epilogue.

    And sometimes there are acknowledgements that I suddenly feel emotionally obligated to read too. 😂

    When the Book Finally Ends

    Then comes the strange part.

    I finally finish the book, close it, and expect to feel productive.

    Instead, I just sit there staring at the last page.

    Now what?

    The characters I have spent hours with are gone. The story is over. And real life suddenly feels suspiciously less interesting.

    So perhaps my biggest bookish guilt isn’t staying up too late.

    It’s becoming emotionally attached to people who don’t even exist.

    And then wondering why I miss them. 😂

    Have I Ever Regretted Reading a Book?

    No.

    Not the books.

    Never the books.

    I only regret believing myself every single time I say:

    “Just one more chapter.”

    Because that sentence has never once meant one chapter.

    It is basically a legally binding contract with 2 a.m. 😂📚

    Now tell me how many times has “just one more chapter” turned into “why is the sun rising?” And what’s your biggest bookish guilt?

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Just Me, a Book, and the Sky

    If My Bank Passbook Had a Sequel

  • Airports: Best or Worst? I’ll Take the Road Instead😎

    Airports: Best or Worst? I’ll Take the Road Instead😎

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s the best and worst airport you’ve been to?
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    I’ll Take the Road Instead

    What’s the best and worst airport you’ve been to?

    Honestly, this is one of those prompts where I have to admit—I’m probably not the right person to answer. 😁 I’ve been to quite a few airports, so it’s not that I haven’t seen enough of them. I just never really thought about which one was the best or the worst.

    To me, most airports are more or less the same.

    You check in, go through security, find your gate, wait for your flight, board, and then you’re off. Of course, some airports are bigger, cleaner, quieter, or more convenient than others. But I’ve never travelled with the thought, “Let me see if this airport is better than the last one.” 😂

    Maybe that’s because airports have never been the most interesting part of travelling for me.

    Give Me the Open Road

    If you ask me what kind of travelling I actually enjoy, my answer would be very different.

    Road trips. Give me an open road, good company, some music, beautiful views, and the freedom to stop whenever I feel like it—and I’m happy.

    There’s something about road trips that makes the journey feel like part of the destination.

    With a flight, the journey can sometimes feel like something you simply have to get through before the actual holiday begins. With a road trip, the journey itself becomes a part of the experience.

    You can stop for a cup of tea at a little roadside place. You can pull over because the view is too beautiful to ignore. You can take a wrong turn and somehow discover a place you would never have planned to visit.

    And sometimes, the best memories are made during those unplanned moments.

    So, Best or Worst Airport?

    I honestly don’t have an answer.

    I could probably name an airport that was particularly convenient or one where I had an annoying experience, but choosing the best or the worst feels a little too serious when I don’t really compare airports that way.

    For me, travelling has never been about rating airports.

    It’s about where I’m going, who I’m travelling with, what I see along the way, and the little memories I bring back home.

    So, today’s prompt is probably not really applicable to me. 😁

    If I have to choose between spending hours thinking about which airport I liked best and getting into a car and heading out on a road trip…

    I’ll take the road instead. 🚗💨

    Some people collect airport experiences.

    I’d rather collect road-trip stories.

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    What about you? Are you an airport person, or would you choose a road trip any day? I’d love to know. 🚗✈️

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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

  • My Most Annoying Trope Isn’t Even in a Movie 😏

    My Most Annoying Trope Isn’t Even in a Movie 😏

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s the most annoying trope in books or movies?
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    🌸 Some Flowers Just Bloom Differently

    What’s the most annoying trope in books or movies?

    I have no idea.
    I’m probably the least qualified person to answer this.

    I don’t watch enough movies to develop strong opinions about fictional people making terrible decisions for two hours. 😂

    Honestly, there are far more interesting things to do.

    Like reading.
    Writing.
    Thinking.
    Overthinking.
    And occasionally having a completely unnecessary argument with myself—and winning. 😌

    But if life had its own annoying trope?

    Oh, I have a nomination.

    Comparison.

    That strange habit of looking at someone else’s life and wondering why ours doesn’t look quite as polished.

    We tell ourselves not to compare, and then casually open Instagram at 9 a.m. and begin comparing before breakfast. 😂

    Maybe we need this reminder instead—

    Some Flowers Just Bloom Differently 🌸

    They say,
    “Don’t compare yourself.”

    And I agree.
    Absolutely.
    Completely.

    Until I see someone’s life
    looking suspiciously sorted
    at 9 a.m. on Instagram.

    Then my brain goes—

    “Interesting.
    Should we panic now
    or after breakfast?” 😌

    One flower blooms in spring,
    another takes its sweet time.

    One stands tall in the sunshine,
    another quietly grows
    where nobody even notices.

    Some are roses,
    some are wildflowers,
    some are tiny little things
    growing stubbornly
    through a crack in the wall.

    And then there are people like us—
    still figuring out
    whether we are blooming
    or simply surviving
    with good lighting. 😂

    But perhaps
    we were never meant
    to be the same flower.

    Maybe your beauty
    was never supposed to look like mine.

    Maybe my journey
    was never supposed to match yours.

    So let her bloom early.
    Let him reach the finish line first.

    Let someone else have
    the perfect petals,
    the perfect timing,
    the perfect life.

    You?

    Take your time.

    Grow crooked if you must.
    Bloom late.
    Lose a few petals.
    Start again.

    Because a flower doesn’t stand beside another flower
    and whisper,

    “Damn… why am I not blooming like her?”

    It simply blooms.

    And maybe that’s the little reminder we all need today—

    you don’t have to become someone else’s beautiful.
    You only have to become beautifully, unapologetically,
    you. 🌸❤️

    Your turn…

    What’s one thing you wish you would stop comparing yourself with?

    Tell me. Maybe we’ll discover that none of us are as “behind” as we think we are. ❤️

    P.S. As for movies… I’ll leave the annoying tropes to you people. 😌 I don’t really enjoy watching movies anyway. There’s just too much interesting stuff to do!

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Blooming at My Own Pace

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  • Bravery: Maybe We’re Braver Than We Think ❤️

    Bravery: Maybe We’re Braver Than We Think ❤️

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s the bravest thing you’ve ever done when no one was watching?
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    What’s the bravest thing you’ve ever done when no one was watching?

    We usually think bravery has to involve something big.

    Facing a fear. Taking a risk. Doing something completely out of your comfort zone.

    Like going paragliding when every sensible part of your brain is asking, “Are we absolutely sure about this?” 😂

    Or trying an underwater activity and willingly going somewhere humans were never really meant to breathe.

    Those things are obviously brave.

    But I think we’ve been missing the tiny acts of courage we perform every day. 😂

    Trying something new in the kitchen, with absolutely no guarantee that the final result will resemble the recipe?

    That’s bravery.

    Walking into a PTM alone, knowing you’re about to sit through a detailed discussion about someone you’ve been raising for years… and apparently there’s still a lot you don’t know. 😂

    Bravery.

    Going to a party where you know absolutely nobody, because apparently “You should come, it’ll be fun!” was considered sufficient information.

    Bravery.

    Walking into a room full of strangers, smiling confidently while desperately scanning the room for that one familiar face.

    Bravery.

    And then there’s the unknown-number call.

    For an introvert, answering that call requires a full internal committee meeting.

    Who is this? Why are they calling? What do they want? Should I answer? Maybe it’s important. Maybe it’s spam. Maybe I’ll just let it ring…

    And then, somehow, you gather the courage and say:

    “Hello?” 😂

    Bravery.

    Trying something for the first time.
    Going somewhere alone.
    Making a decision without knowing how it will turn out.
    Starting again when the last attempt didn’t work.

    None of these come with dramatic music or an audience cheering in the background.

    Most people won’t even know you were scared.

    They’ll just see you cooking dinner, walking into that room, answering that call, showing up at that party…

    They won’t see the tiny moment when you had to convince yourself,

    “Okay… I can do this.”

    Spending hours putting your thoughts into a post, pouring a little bit of yourself into it, then staring at the Publish button wondering, “Will anyone even like this?”

    And pressing it anyway.

    Bravery.

    Maybe that’s what everyday bravery really looks like.

    Not fearless.

    Just slightly terrified… and doing it anyway. ❤️

    Now tell me yours — what’s your little bravery moment? ❤️

    And please don’t say “answering an unknown number.”

    I already know my fellow introverts are going to claim that one. 😂🦋

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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    © NihshabdThe Silent Stories That Speak to the Soul. All Rights Reserved. 

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    READ MORE : Biggest challenge in life

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  • So… What Exactly Am I Doing Differently? 😁

    So… What Exactly Am I Doing Differently? 😁

    What’s something you do completely differently from how you were raised?

    Well… I Tried to Find One. 😁

    “What’s something you do completely differently from how you were raised?”

    I actually had to think about this one.

    And then I realised…

    Not much. He he.

    How I Was Raised Still Shapes Me. ❤️

    I’m surprisingly similar to the way I was raised.

    The way I was taught to look at people, I still do.

    The way I was taught to care, I still care.

    The way I was taught to stand by my people, I still do.

    My life choices have changed with time, of course. Circumstances change, priorities change, the world changes.

    But me?

    Not dramatically.

    I’m still very much the person they raised.

    The only real difference is that, back then, someone else was making decisions for me.

    Now I’m the one making decisions for someone else.

    Back then, someone was trying to understand me.

    Now I’m trying to understand someone else.

    Back then, someone was standing beside me.

    Now I’m the one standing beside someone.

    And if anything, I think I’m trying to give a little more.

    A little more love.

    A little more understanding.

    A little more patience.

    A little more freedom to be heard.

    Not because I think I was given too little.

    Quite the opposite.

    I was given so much that perhaps I grew up believing this is what you’re supposed to do for the people you love.

    You take care.

    You show up.

    You understand.

    You give more than you received, whenever you can.

    Maybe that’s what I was actually taught.

    Not to copy every detail of my upbringing, but to carry the good things forward—and add a little of my own.

    So I suppose I don’t have a great answer to today’s prompt.

    I looked for the thing I do completely differently.

    Couldn’t find it.

    I’m pretty much continuing the same story.

    Just with a different name in the “decision-maker” column now. 😂

    And perhaps a slightly bigger heart.

    Because if I was loved that much…

    why would I stop there? ❤️

    He he. I guess some things are not meant to be changed between generations.

    They’re meant to be continued.

    And now I’m curious about you… ❤️

    Is there something from the way you were raised that you’ve carried into the way you live, love, or raise the next generation?

    Or perhaps something you consciously chose to do differently?

    Tell me—I’d genuinely love to hear your little piece of the story. 😊

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Favorite Apps on My Phone: Five Apps? In This Economy? 😂🔥

    Favorite Apps on My Phone: Five Apps? In This Economy? 😂🔥

    What are your favorite 5 apps on your phone?

    Five Apps? In This Economy? 😂

    What are your favorite 5 apps on your phone?

    First of all… who decided I’m capable of choosing only five? 😭

    My phone has apps that have survived my questionable decisions, witnessed my procrastination, enabled my creativity, stored my random thoughts, and probably know more about me than some people do.

    And now I’m supposed to pick just five?

    That feels less like a daily prompt and more like a very unnecessary emotional crisis. 😂

    But if I really have to pick five…

    📱 WhatsApp

    Because apparently disappearing for three days and then replying, “Sorry, just saw this,” is a perfectly acceptable communication strategy.

    WhatsApp is basically where conversations happen, plans are made, plans are cancelled, family groups become unexpectedly active, and someone inevitably sends a “Good Morning” image before sunrise.

    And despite all that…

    I’d still panic if it disappeared from my phone.

    ✍️ WordPress/Jetpack

    My little publishing studio, notebook, idea warehouse, and occasional overthinking department.

    It’s where random thoughts become posts, tiny observations turn into something worth writing about, and “I’ll just write a few lines” quietly turns into an entire article.

    And then comes the other important part:

    Checking stats.

    Because apparently knowing that seven people visited your post at 2:17 a.m. is somehow useful information. 😌

    WordPress isn’t just an app I use.

    It’s where a lot of my thoughts get a place to live.

    🎨 Canva

    Because not every problem needs solving.

    Some problems just need better fonts.

    Need a featured image? Canva.

    Need a quote graphic? Canva.

    Need something that looks like you actually planned it? Also Canva. 😂

    It has saved me from staring at a blank screen and thinking, “Okay… but how do I make this look less boring?”

    📸 Instagram

    For inspiration, entertainment, creative rabbit holes… and the completely unplanned 47-minute research expedition on something I didn’t even care about five minutes ago.

    I open Instagram for one quick look.

    Instagram: “Sure. See you in an hour.”

    And honestly, sometimes it’s genuinely inspiring. A beautiful illustration, a clever idea, a new creator, a random piece of information I didn’t know I needed.

    So yes, I blame the algorithm.

    But I also keep coming back. 😌

    🖌️ Procreate

    Where “I’ll just doodle for five minutes” somehow becomes an entire evening.

    Procreate is my little creative escape.

    Sometimes I know exactly what I want to draw.

    Sometimes I open it with absolutely no plan and start making marks until something begins to look like an idea.

    And sometimes the “five-minute doodle” becomes a completely unnecessary three-hour project.

    But that’s the fun part.

    There are no notifications asking me to reply to someone, no stats to check, no algorithm deciding what I should see.

    Just me, a blank canvas, and the dangerous thought:

    “Let me try one more thing.” 😂

    Because Five Favorite Apps Were Clearly Not Enough 😂

    And yes, I have many more favorite apps.

    Choosing only five was unnecessarily cruel. 😌

    There are apps I use for practical things, apps that make life easier, apps I open purely out of curiosity, and apps that make me shop for things I didn’t know I needed. 😂 

    And then there are the instant-delivery apps—which deserve a special mention from every mother. 

    Because kids come home from school and say nothing even after being asked 25 times. And then, at 11 p.m.: 

    “Mom, I need this for my school project tomorrow.” 

    🙂 TOMORROW?!

    A huge thank you to all the instant-delivery apps and their delivery heroes who save us moms from these last-minute school-project emergencies. 

    You don’t just deliver things.

    You deliver survival. 😂🙏

    But these five?

    They’re a little different.

    They’re not necessarily my five most-used apps.

    They’re the five that connect with different little parts of my everyday life—communication, writing, designing, discovering, and creating.

    Basically, my phone has its own tiny ecosystem.

    And apparently, I’m the unpaid manager. 😂

    So, these are the five I’d keep if my phone suddenly decided to become extremely strict.

    Now your turn: If your phone confiscated every app except five, which ones would you fight to keep? 😂

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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