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  • The One I’d Ride Through Life With 🐎

    The One I’d Ride Through Life With 🐎

    If you could pick any fictional animal to be your lifelong companion (like a Pokémon or fantasy pet), what would it be?

    If you could pick any fictional animal to be your lifelong companion (like a Pokémon or fantasy pet), what would it be?

    This sounds like a simple question.

    It isn’t.

    Because now I’m supposed to choose ONE fictional animal to spend the rest of my life with?

    That requires serious research. 😂

    I considered a few magical creatures. Then I thought about cute ones. Then loyal ones.

    And suddenly, there he was.

    Maximus from Tangled. 🐴❤️

    Why I’d Choose Maximus as My Fictional Animal Companion

    Yes. Maximus.

    And honestly, what’s not to love?

    That attitude.

    That strength.

    That temper.

    That intense “I know exactly what you’re up to” expression. 😂

    His face deserves a separate award.

    He can communicate an entire paragraph without saying a single word.

    One look from him and you know whether he approves, disapproves, or is currently reconsidering his decision to associate with you.

    I love that he is disciplined, trained, confident and intelligent. He doesn’t blindly follow anyone. He has his own mind, his own principles and a very strong sense of right and wrong.

    And let’s not forget his possessiveness.

    He gives off serious “I’m watching you” energy.

    Honestly, I wouldn’t mind having that kind of companion.

    Especially one who can keep me out of trouble.

    Or at least try. 😂

    But the real reason I’d choose Maximus?

    The ride.

    The Ride I’d Never Forget

    Just imagine sitting proudly on his back, holding the reins, while he takes off at full speed.

    The wind hitting my face.

    My hair flying everywhere.

    That feeling of speed.

    The world rushing past me.

    And me sitting there thinking…

    “Yes. This is exactly how I should be travelling.” 😌🐎💨

    I can almost feel that ride.

    Of course, there is a tiny detail I’m choosing to ignore.

    My carefully done hair?

    Gone.

    My makeup?

    God knows where it will be after that ride. 😂

    But honestly, who cares?

    If I’m sitting on Maximus, feeling the wind in my hair and watching him race ahead with that unstoppable confidence…

    I think the mess will be worth it.

    And then comes the most practical part of this lifelong companionship.

    Petrol prices.

    Diesel prices.

    The ever-increasing cost of travelling.

    With Maximus?

    Zero petrol. Zero diesel. I’ll deal with the hay bill later. 😂

    See? He’s not just handsome, strong and intelligent.

    He’s financially sensible too.  😌

    In this economy, that’s an important quality in a lifelong companion. 😌

    Although, knowing Maximus, I’m pretty sure he’d decide where we’re going, how fast we’re going, and whether I’m allowed to stop for coffee.

    So technically, I wouldn’t be his owner.

    I’d probably just be his very enthusiastic passenger. 😂

    And honestly?

    I’d happily take that ride. 🐎❤️

    Now tell me 🦋…

    If you could pick any fictional animal to be your lifelong companion, which one would you choose? 🐾✨

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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

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  • Turns Out, I’m Stuck Being Me. 😏

    Turns Out, I’m Stuck Being Me. 😏

    If you had to switch lives with a fictional character for a week, who would you choose?

    I spent almost the entire day trying to answer this question:

    “If you had to switch lives with a fictional character for a week, who would you choose?”

    Simple question, right?

    Apparently not for me. 😪

    I tried. Oh, I really tried.

    For a while, I was Hermione.
    Then I thought, Why not Enola Holmes? A little detective work could be fun.

    Then Emily showed up.
    Mia got her turn.
    And after all this identity crisis, I finally decided on Mrs. Harris.

    Done. Final answer.

    Except… it wasn’t.

    Because every time I imagined actually waking up as one of them, my brain went:

    “Hmm… nice character. But I don’t think we’re her.”

    And there I was again. Me.

    Apparently, switching lives with a fictional character is much easier to imagine than actually doing. 😂

    I can admire fictional characters, borrow their wardrobes, envy their adventures, appreciate their magic and even temporarily redesign my entire personality…

    But actually switching lives?

    Nope. My personality has rejected the application. 😂

    So, after spending an unreasonable amount of time trying to squeeze myself into someone else’s fictional life, I have finally accepted the truth:

    I am apparently too much myself to become anyone else.

    Sorry, Hermione.
    Sorry, Enola.
    Sorry, Emily, Mia and Mrs. Harris.

    I tried.

    I failed.

    And honestly?

    After all that drama, I think I’ll just keep my own life. ❤️

    Although… if someone offers me Mrs. Harris’s wardrobe, I may reconsider. 😏

    Now I want to know—if you could borrow someone else’s fictional life for a week, who would you become? ✨

    And please tell me you’d actually choose someone…

    because I clearly spent an entire day choosing everyone except myself. 😂

    Maybe you’ll have better luck than I did. 🤍🦋

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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

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  • 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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  • Fictional Characters | Two Extra Chairs for My Childhood

    Fictional Characters | Two Extra Chairs for My Childhood

    If you could have dinner with any fictional character, who would it be?

    If I could have dinner with any fictional characters, I wouldn’t choose a wizard, a detective, or a king.

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    I would choose Nagraj and Super Commando Dhruva.

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    Not because they were superheroes.

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    But because they quietly became a part of my childhood.

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    For children growing up in the 80s and 90s, comics weren’t just something we read. They were an emotion. A new Raj Comics release could make an ordinary week feel extraordinary. There were no online stores, no instant deliveries, and certainly no digital copies waiting on our phones.

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    There was only hope… and patience.

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    Every visit to the stationery shop began with the same question, “Bhaiya, nayi comic aayi kya?” Sometimes he’d smile and hand us a fresh copy. Other times came the heartbreaking reply, “Kal aana.”

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    And somehow… we actually believed tomorrow would arrive faster.

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    Buying every comic wasn’t an option for most of us, so we created our own little library of friendships. We borrowed comics from cousins, exchanged them with neighbours, and waited our turn like it was the most important appointment in the world. If someone got the latest Nagraj before us, we practically counted the hours until they finished reading it.

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    Those comics travelled through many hands before reaching ours. The covers became soft, the corners folded, and sometimes a page carried someone’s name scribbled in blue ink. None of it mattered. The adventure inside was still as magical as ever.

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    Those fictional characters didn’t simply defeat villains. They defeated boring summer afternoons, power cuts, lazy Sundays, and endless holidays. Nagraj made impossible things seem possible. Dhruva proved that intelligence, courage, and compassion could be superpowers too.

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    I still remember reading under a blanket with a torch long after everyone thought I had gone to sleep. “Just one more page,” I’d promise myself. One page became ten, and before I knew it, the adventure was over… leaving me desperate for the next issue.

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    We argued over who was stronger. We imagined crossovers that never happened. We became heroes in our own games, saving imaginary worlds before dinner was served.

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    Looking back, I don’t miss just the comics.

    I miss the waiting.

    I miss the excitement of spotting a brand-new issue on the shelf.

    I miss the joy of exchanging comics with friends as if we were trading priceless treasures.

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    Most of all, I miss that little child who believed every story with all her heart.

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    So if I could have dinner with any fictional characters, my table would have two extra chairs—one for Nagraj and one for Super Commando Dhruva.

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    Not because I want to know how they saved the world.

    But because I want to thank them for making mine so unforgettable.

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari     🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    P.S. Please ignore the clock. It has clearly been reading Raj Comics all night and has completely lost track of time! 😂

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