NihshabdBlog

Tag: Gratitude

  • What We Give, Lives On

    What We Give, Lives On

    What do you do to be involved in the community?

    For me, being involved in the community begins with something I have been taught since childhood — Daan.
    Whether it is Annadaan (offering food), Vidyadaan (sharing knowledge), Vastradaan (donating clothes), or Deepdaan (offering light), the value of giving has always been a part of our upbringing.

    As an introvert, I may not always be able to participate loudly or publicly, but I truly believe kindness does not need attention to make a difference. Even the smallest act of giving can bring warmth, dignity, and hope into someone’s life.

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    Daan is important because it keeps humanity alive within a community. It teaches us gratitude, compassion, and the understanding that what we have is meant to be shared too. And if we stop practicing these values, the coming generations may never truly learn the beauty of giving.

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    That is why it is important that each of us contributes in whatever way we can. One person may give food, another knowledge, another time, support, or simply kindness. Every form of giving matters, because together, these small acts make a community stronger, kinder, and more humane.

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    A warm minimal artwork symbolizing daan through food, knowledge, clothes, and light.
    What we give with love, lives on through generations.

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • I Had No Seat… Until a Stranger Gave Me His✨

    I Had No Seat… Until a Stranger Gave Me His✨

    Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

    To the strangers I never thanked… this is for you.

    I didn’t have a seat.
    Not even the “adjust a little” kind.

    Holiday rush. Train packed like everyone suddenly remembered they have a home.

    And me?
    Standing there with my bag… and the consequences of my last-minute confidence.

    There was a group on the side lower berth.
    I stood nearby, pretending I was fine…
    while mentally negotiating with the universe for 2 inches of space.

    One of them noticed.

    No speech. No drama.
    Just “Sit.”

    That small space felt like an achievement.

    And then, later that night…
    they did something I didn’t expect.

    They gave up their seat so I could sleep.
    And one of them spent the night near the door.

    No introductions.
    No “remember us.”
    Nothing.

    Just help… given like it was normal.

    And the strange part?
    I didn’t even say thank you.

    But then I thought
    this wasn’t the only time.

    There have been so many strangers
    who showed up quietly, helped without asking,
    and disappeared before I could even process it.

    So this is for all of them.

    Not the loud ones.
    The quiet ones.

    The ones who make space…
    without making it a big deal.

    I hope
    you never need help like that.

    But if you ever do,
    I hope someone shows up for you
    the way you did for me.

    Without thinking twice.

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    A crowded train compartment with a backpack on a seat and a note reading “Thank you, stranger,” under a handwritten title about a stranger offering their seat.
    A seat I didn’t have… and a kindness I won’t forget.

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • Unfair Levels of Love♥️✨

    Unfair Levels of Love♥️✨

    Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you.

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    Some people talk about “acts of kindness” like they’re rare, once-in-a-while events.

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    In my case… it’s almost a daily subscription plan 😄

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    My family has this slightly annoying habit of loving me too much.

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    Like… they’ll adjust plans, change schedules, and quietly make space for me—without ever announcing it like some grand sacrifice.

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    They don’t say “we’re doing this for you.”

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    They just do it… and pretend it’s normal.

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    They make sure I don’t feel discomfort, even before I realize I might.

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    They stand by me like it’s the most natural thing in the world—no conditions, no drama, no scoreboard.

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    Honestly, it’s a little unfair.

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    Because how am I supposed to match this level of love? 😌

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    But if there’s one thing they’ve given me, it’s this quiet certainty

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    that no matter what happens outside,

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    there’s always a place where I’m held with more care than I probably deserve… and definitely more than I can ever explain.

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    And yes… I complain about them sometimes.🫣

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    But let’s be real😍

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    life without them would be way less dramatic… and way less beautiful 💛

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    A family of four sitting together by the seaside at sunset, sharing a warm and peaceful moment, with the title “Unfair Levels of Love – Nihshabd” above.
    Where love needs no words… just presence 💛

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • When Silence Reaches 10,000 Hearts 🤍

    When Silence Reaches 10,000 Hearts 🤍

    🌸 Gratitude Note 🌸

    10,000 views ♥️

    A number, yes, but to me, it feels like a gentle hug from each of you.

    Each view tells me that someone paused… lingered… felt… and let these words touch a corner of their heart. In this fast-moving world, that pause itself is a precious gift.

    Nihshabd began as whispers of the soul, thoughts unspoken, emotions quietly felt, reflections that didn’t need to shout. That these soft, silent words found a place in your lives humbles me beyond measure.

    This journey has grown slowly, lovingly, step by step, and every step carries the weight of your presence. Some of you read every post, some quietly from afar, some just stumbled upon a word that stayed with you, but every single one of you matters to me.

    From the bottom of my heart, thank you, for reading, for pausing, for feeling, for trusting these quiet words. Thank you for letting Nihshabd be a part of your life.

    With all my love and gratitude, always 🤍

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕