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  • Good Person Qualities: Kindness & Humour🤍

    Good Person Qualities: Kindness & Humour🤍

    What does it mean to be a good person?

    Are We Really as Good as We Think? 

    Good person qualities aren’t just about being kind, telling the truth or helping someone in need. They also include resisting the urge to give a piece of your mind to someone who has been testing your patience since breakfast! 😂

    Being a good person sounds easy enough. Be kind, help others and behave like a saint. Simple, right? Until someone borrows money and conveniently forgets to return it, or texts “Can I ask you something?” and disappears for three business days! 😏

    Suddenly, your inner angel and inner devil are holding an emergency meeting, and neither seems willing to leave.

    So, what does being a good person really mean? Let’s find out, with a dash of sarcasm and absolutely no moral science examination!

    Good Person Qualities Begin with Kindness

    Kindness is one of the most important good person qualities. It means treating people with respect, helping when you can and remembering that everyone has feelings.

    You don’t have to donate a fortune or save the entire planet before breakfast. Sometimes, listening without interrupting, offering a genuine compliment or simply being patient can make someone’s day better.

    And please remember, kindness doesn’t require a social media announcement. You can do a good deed without posting a photograph, adding an inspirational caption and waiting for the applause! 😂

    Honesty Is a Quality of a Good Person

    Being honest doesn’t mean saying everything that comes into your head and calling it “brutal honesty.”

    There is a difference between telling the truth and using the truth as a weapon. You can be honest without being hurtful, direct without being rude, and truthful without making someone question every life decision they’ve ever made.

    A genuinely good person accepts mistakes, apologises when necessary and doesn’t blame the entire population for their own bad decisions.

    Yes, even grown-ups need character development!

    Good Person Qualities Include Self-Respect

    Here’s something important: being good doesn’t mean being available to everyone, all the time.

    You can say no without writing a five-paragraph explanation. You can protect your peace without feeling guilty. You can forgive someone without giving them another opportunity to repeat the same nonsense.

    Being kind doesn’t mean becoming a permanent doormat with excellent manners.

    If someone mistakes your kindness for weakness, you don’t have to prove your goodness by tolerating everything. Boundaries are healthy, and self-respect matters.

    Remember, you are a human being, not a 24-hour customer care service for the entire world! 😜

    A Good Person Doesn’t Have to Be Perfect

    Nobody gets everything right. We lose our temper, misunderstand people, make silly decisions and sometimes say things we wish we could pull back into our mouths.

    The important thing is what we do afterwards.

    Do we learn from our mistakes? Do we try to understand another person’s perspective? Can we admit when we’re wrong without preparing a PowerPoint presentation explaining why everyone else is responsible?

    Good people aren’t perfect people. They’re people who are willing to reflect, improve and try again.

    And occasionally, they manage to keep a sarcastic reply inside their heads. That deserves a little celebration! 😂

    Good Person Qualities: Kindness Without People-Pleasing

    You don’t have to be everyone’s favourite person to be a good person.

    Some people won’t like you even if you bring them tea, remember their birthday and help them move house. That’s life. You cannot control everyone’s opinion, and frankly, trying to do so sounds exhausting.

    Be kind, but be wise. Help others, but don’t abandon yourself. Respect people, but remember that your own needs matter too.

    You can wish someone well from a distance. You can disagree without being disrespectful. And you can choose peace without accepting every invitation to unnecessary drama.

    After all, even a box of chocolates has one flavour nobody wants! 🍫😂

    Your Turn! 💬

    Now, let’s talk!

    What qualities do you think make someone a good person? Is it kindness, honesty, loyalty, a good sense of humour or the ability to stay calm when life behaves like an irritating relative at a family gathering?

    Have you ever been too nice to someone who took your kindness for granted? Or have you learned that saying “no” can sometimes be the kindest thing you do for yourself?

    Share your thoughts and experiences in the comments. I’d love to know what goodness means to you. Your story might make someone smile, think differently or feel a little less alone.

    If this post made you laugh, nod in agreement or think of someone who could benefit from a gentle reminder about basic human decency, share it with them. No names necessary. We’re keeping things kind here! 😉

    And if you enjoy these little conversations about life, laughter and everything in between, explore more stories and reflections here on Nihshabd.

    Because life is complicated enough. We might as well be good to one another while we’re figuring it out. ❤️

    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • People Pleasing: The Trouble with Being Too Agreeable

    People Pleasing: The Trouble with Being Too Agreeable

    What’s one thing you know now that would have saved your younger self a lot of pain?

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    The Trouble with Being a Little Too Agreeable 😂

    People pleasing is one habit I wish I’d understood better when I was younger. Saying yes to everyone sounds harmless until you become the unofficial manager of a department you never applied to join. 😂

    Daily Writing Prompt: What’s one thing you know now that would have saved your younger self a lot of pain?

    Before we begin, a small request: please don’t bring up my past just to sprinkle some extra salt on old wounds. I’ve already paid the tuition fees for those life lessons, and trust me, the course wasn’t cheap! 😪😂 Let the syllabus remain closed!

    People Pleasing: The Trouble with Always Saying Yes

    If there’s one thing I wish my younger self had known, it’s that saying yes to everyone can sometimes mean saying no to yourself.

    Every “Yes, no problem!” comes with the risk of becoming a permanent job description.

    You agree to do one little thing, and before you know it, you’re the unofficial manager of a department you never applied to join. No salary, no promotion, not even a thank-you note sometimes. Just unlimited responsibilities and the occasional “You don’t mind, do you?”

    Oh, the things we do to maintain our excellent reputation as the person who never says no! 😂

    The worst part? I still haven’t learnt my lesson.

    Even today, before saying no, I mentally prepare for the other person’s disappointment, rehearse explanations they haven’t asked for, and occasionally say yes just to avoid making things awkward.

    Apparently, my mouth has a faster response time than my brain. My brain is still reviewing the request while my mouth has already signed the contract.

    People Pleasing and the Fear of Disappointing Others

    And God forbid someone should feel bad! What if they misunderstand me? What if they think I’ve changed? What if they’re upset with me?

    Meanwhile, I’m sitting there feeling exhausted over a commitment I voluntarily agreed to, wondering why my life suddenly resembles a customer care department that never closes.

    Honestly, I deserve a customer satisfaction award. The only dissatisfied customer, however, is me. 😂

    Perhaps this is one thing I wish my younger self had known: people change, and so do you.

    The things you once did without a second thought may eventually feel like obligations you can no longer carry so easily. Your priorities change. Your energy changes. Even your understanding of what it means to be a good person changes.

    And that’s okay.

    People Pleasing: You Cannot Control Everything

    You cannot control how people react, what they think of you, or whether everyone approves of your decisions.

    You can explain yourself with the precision of a lawyer presenting a case in the Supreme Court, and someone might still misunderstand you.

    Congratulations! You’ve just wasted three hours preparing a defence for a crime you didn’t commit. 😂

    I wish I had understood earlier that saying no doesn’t automatically make you rude, selfish, or a terrible human being.

    Sometimes, it simply means you have other things to do. Sometimes, it means you’re tired. And sometimes, it means you’d genuinely prefer to sit quietly with a cup of coffee rather than add another item to your never-ending to-do list.

    A revolutionary concept, I know!

    Learning to Say No Without Feeling Guilty

    Old habits are stubborn little creatures, especially the ones people have grown accustomed to.

    When you’ve always been the person who agrees, even a perfectly reasonable no can feel like a shocking plot twist.

    And perhaps that’s the hardest part—not learning to say no, but accepting that someone might not like the new version of you.

    Still, I have a soft spot for my younger self, who said yes so easily.

    She wasn’t foolish. She was trying to be considerate, to be helpful, and to make things easier for everyone around her. She just hadn’t figured out that she was allowed to include herself in that everyone.

    I wouldn’t scold her for it. I’d probably give her a hug, offer her a cup of coffee, and gently suggest that the next time someone asks for a favour, she try saying, “Let me think about it.”

    Baby steps. We’re not performing miracles here. 😂

    And if I ever master this skill, please don’t expect an announcement. I’ll be too busy learning how to say no to the people asking me to explain why I’ve suddenly learnt to say no.

    Some habits are hard to break. Especially the ones that come with excellent customer service, a generous heart, and absolutely no cancellation policy. 😂🤍

    P.S. If you’re reading this and thinking of asking me for a favour, please allow me at least three to five business days to consult my brain before my mouth responds.

    Let’s Talk! 💬

    Are you also someone who says yes before your brain has had a chance to review the terms and conditions? 😂

    Have you ever agreed to do something and immediately regretted it?

    Tell me in the comments. Let’s see how many of us are running an unpaid customer care department without even knowing it!

    And if this made you smile, share it with someone who needs a gentle reminder that saying no doesn’t make them a bad person. 🦋🤍

    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Self Discovery Through Relationships: Life Lessons I’ve Learned

    Self Discovery Through Relationships: Life Lessons I’ve Learned

    Which relationship has taught you the most about yourself?

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    Self Discovery Through Relationships: Life Lessons I’ve Learned

    If you ask me which relationship has taught me the most about myself, I honestly wouldn’t know where to begin. For me, self discovery has happened slowly, through the people I have met and the relationships I have shared with them. Everyone I have met in my life has taught me something.

    Every person has left a little piece of themselves with me. Some taught me patience, some confidence, some boundaries, some kindness, and some showed me what I should never repeat. And some simply taught me that not every little thing deserves my time and energy.

    I have kept all these little lessons with me—not because I want to live in the past, but because if life ever takes me back to the same situation, I want them to remind me, “Wait… haven’t we been here before?” 😂

    Life Lessons and Self Discovery Through Relationships  🦋

    Life is short, and honestly, there are already enough real problems to deal with. So I have learned to appreciate the small things and let the little things go.

    A cup of coffee made for me, a thoughtful message, a good conversation, a silly joke, or simply a peaceful evening—these little moments matter.

    I have also learned to celebrate small moments. Not everything needs to be a big achievement to deserve a little happiness.

    And kindness matters too. You never really know what someone else is going through, so if a little patience or a kind word can make someone’s day easier, why not?

    Everyone I meet teaches me something. Some stay for years, some for a season, and some leave behind just one lesson.

    And perhaps that is what makes relationships such an important part of self discovery.

    What My Children Taught Me About Self Discovery 🦋

    But if I have to choose one relationship that has taught me the most about myself, it would be my relationship with my children.

    They gave me my childhood back.

    They taught me patience, confidence, how to be more tech-savvy, and even turned me into a gamer. 😂 They have corrected my pronunciation more times than I care to admit. 😅

    But one of the biggest things they taught me was to laugh loudly.

    You know how girls are often told, “Don’t laugh so loudly. You’re a girl.”

    Well… I don’t listen anymore.

    I laugh properly. Loudly. Without checking who is watching.

    And the funniest part?

    My mother has also entered the same zone now. 😅

    So between my children and my mother, I think the “girls should behave properly” department has officially lost the battle in our family. 😂

    Finding Yourself Again Through Motherhood 🦋

    After becoming a mother, somewhere along the way, I forgot that I was also a person outside of being a mother.

    I had choices too. Dreams, likes, dislikes, silly little wishes and a life of my own.

    When you’re busy taking care of everyone else, you sometimes forget to ask yourself, “What do I want?”

    My children somehow helped me find that answer again.

    They taught me to stand up for myself, live for myself, take time for myself and, most importantly, meet myself again.

    They reminded me that being a mother doesn’t mean losing the woman you were before motherhood.

    And that has been one of the most beautiful parts of my self discovery journey.

    Self Love, Laughter and a Little Princess Treatment 🦋

    And let’s not forget—there are three boys in my house, and one of them is my husband. 😂

    So technically, I am the only girl in the house.

    Which obviously means I get my share of princess treatment. 👑😂

    And honestly, I am not complaining.

    They tolerate my moods, listen to my nonsense, put up with my nakhre and somehow make everyday life a little more fun.

    They have also taught me that self love doesn’t always have to be serious.

    Sometimes it is taking an hour for yourself. Sometimes it is learning something new, laughing until your stomach hurts, enjoying your favourite things, or simply appreciating the little moments.

    The Biggest Lesson in My Self Discovery Journey 🦋

    When I look back, I realise that every relationship has added something to who I am today.

    I have learned from the people who stayed, the people who left, the relationships that worked and the ones that didn’t.

    But my children taught me something different.

    They didn’t just teach me how to be a better mother.

    They reminded me how to be me.

    I can still be silly.
    I can still have choices.
    I can still laugh loudly.
    I can still learn.
    I can still make time for myself.

    And perhaps that’s what makes relationships so special.

    They don’t just teach you something about life. Sometimes, they quietly bring you back to yourself.

    What About You?

    Which relationship has taught you the most about yourself?

    Was there someone who helped you discover a part of yourself you had forgotten? I’d love to hear your story. 🤍

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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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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  • Things I Wish I Had Started Earlier | Nihshabd

    Things I Wish I Had Started Earlier | Nihshabd

    What’s one thing you wish you had started doing earlier in life?

    Dear WordPress, please don’t make me feel guilty. 😄

    You asked me, “What’s one thing you wish you had started doing earlier in life?”

    ONE thing? Seriously?

    Why are you making me choose just one? 😂

    The moment I started thinking about it, a whole list appeared in my head.

    Some are things I wish I had started earlier. Some are things I wish I had continued. And some are lessons I wish I had learned much sooner.

    So, WordPress… please don’t judge me for not sticking to “one.” 😄

    Writing

    I wish I had continued writing.

    The funny thing is, I don’t even remember exactly when I stopped or why.

    Somewhere between responsibilities, family, work and the everyday rush of life, writing quietly disappeared.

    Some wishes and hobbies don’t end with a big decision. They simply get lost somewhere between “I’ll do it later” and “I have more important things to do right now.”

    And then one day, you realise how long it has been.

    Passion

    I sometimes wish I had explored fashion design earlier.

    Maybe I could have chosen it when I had the opportunity. Maybe I could have given my creative side more space.

    But at that time, everyone else’s happiness somehow seemed more important than my own.

    Today, I realise that choosing yourself doesn’t mean choosing against everyone else.

    There is a balance.

    I could have cared for everyone and still made a little room for myself.

    Saying No

    And then comes the one word I still haven’t mastered:

    NO. 😄

    Even today, it doesn’t come naturally to me.

    I wish I had learned it earlier.

    I wish I had understood that saying no doesn’t make you rude, selfish or uncaring.

    Sometimes, it simply means:

    “I don’t have the energy for this.”

    And honestly, that should be enough.

    Kindness

    I also wish I had understood earlier that too much kindness can be bad for your own health. 😄

    Being kind is beautiful.

    But constantly adjusting, forgiving, understanding and making excuses for everyone can become exhausting.

    There comes a point when you have to ask yourself:

    “Who is being kind to me?”

    Kindness needs boundaries too.

    Trust

    And trust…

    I wish I had learned much earlier that not everyone deserves the same level of trust.

    When we trust someone, we give them a little piece of our faith, our vulnerability and sometimes our heart.

    And when someone breaks that trust and walks away as if it meant nothing, it hurts.

    Not because trusting was a mistake.

    But because you gave something precious to someone who didn’t understand its value.

    I still believe in trust.

    I just wish I had learned to give it thoughtfully.

    Opinions

    Other people’s opinions used to matter to me—a lot.

    They still matter sometimes. I’m not going to pretend I have suddenly become completely unaffected by what people think.

    But I have learned something important:

    You can listen without carrying everyone’s opinion with you.

    Now I try to listen, smile, think about it… and sometimes simply let it go.

    I wish I had learned that skill much earlier.

    It would have made life considerably easier. 😄

    Balance

    Perhaps the biggest thing I wish I had understood earlier is balance.

    You can love your family without forgetting yourself.

    You can be kind without allowing people to take you for granted.

    You can trust people without handing them the keys to your entire heart.

    You can care about opinions without allowing them to decide your life.

    And you can say yes to others without always saying no to yourself.

    Happiness

    Maybe this is what I really wish I had started doing earlier:

    making space for my own happiness.

    Not someday.

    Not when everything else is taken care of.

    Not when everyone around me is happy.

    But along the way.

    For writing.

    For creativity.

    For dreams.

    For little joys.

    For myself.

    Because sometimes, while trying so hard to be everything for everyone, we forget the one person who has been with us through it all.

    Ourselves.

    And perhaps that is the real answer to this question.

    I wish I had started choosing myself a little earlier not instead of everyone else, but along with everyone else. 🤍

    And now I’m curious…

    Maybe we all have a little list of things we wish we had started earlier.

    If you have one sitting quietly in your heart, I’d love to hear it.
    No perfect answers, no life lessons required just a little piece of your story. 🦋🤍

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Apparently, My Life Forgot to Follow a Plot 🤭📖

    Apparently, My Life Forgot to Follow a Plot 🤭📖

    What’s a book you never finished but still think about?

    The Book I Never Finished… Because I’m Still Living It 🤭📖

    What’s a book you never finished but still think about? 🤔📖

    Well… my life. 🤭😂

    Because apparently, I picked up a book and the author decided to throw every possible genre, emotion, character and plot twist into it.

    One chapter I’m laughing like I’ve completely lost it.
    The next, I’m crying so hard even my tears are asking for a day off. 😭😂

    There’s happiness. There’s heartbreak.
    Love, anger, excitement, fear, frustration, jealousy, hope, confusion, peace, chaos, exhaustion, loneliness… basically, the entire human-emotion department is working overtime. 😂

    Some days I’m full of confidence, ready to conquer the world.

    Other days, I’m like, “Can everyone please leave me alone? I’m busy doing absolutely nothing.” 😌

    There’s comedy, there’s tragedy, there’s romance, there’s mystery…

    And then there are the plot twists.

    Friends becoming enemies.
    Strangers becoming important.
    A shaatir haseena making an appearance.
    A maa ka laadla entering the scene.
    And somewhere in the story, a perfectly normal wife apparently gets promoted to shakki biwi. 👀🤣

    Seriously, who needs fiction when my life is already writing its own screenplay?

    And the funniest part?

    I don’t even know what happens next. 😂

    I started this book, but I have no idea how many chapters are left. There’s no table of contents, no spoilers, and definitely no option to sneak a peek at the last page.

    Just like any good story, I wake up every morning wondering what the next chapter is going to bring.

    Will it be a quiet little chapter?

    A happy one?

    A completely unexpected adventure?

    Or will life casually walk in, throw something completely unplanned at me, and wait for my reaction?

    At this point, I’ve stopped asking “Why me?”

    I’ve upgraded to:

    “Okay… interesting. What happens next?” 😂

    Because just when I think I’ve finally figured out the storyline, life seems to turn another page before I’m ready.

    Maybe there’s a new adventure waiting.

    Maybe an old character suddenly walks back into the story.

    Maybe I discover something I never knew I could do.

    Or maybe tomorrow is just going to be gloriously ordinary—and honestly, I’ll take that too. 😁

    Who knows?

    That’s the fun of an unfinished book.

    I’ve read so many pages already—some I’d happily revisit, some I’d rather skip, and some I’m still trying to understand. 😂

    But the last page?

    Not yet.

    I’m still reading it.
    Still living it.
    Still turning the pages.

    And honestly, I have no idea how it ends.

    But I can promise you one thing—

    the book may be unfinished, but it is definitely not boring. 🤭📖😂

    Now I’m curious… what’s yours? 👀

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    Until The Next Whisper, 

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Why Does the Butterfly Keep Finding Me? 🦋

    Why Does the Butterfly Keep Finding Me? 🦋

    Daily writing prompt
    If you had to get a tattoo right now, what would it be and why?
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    If I had to get a tattoo right now, it would be a butterfly. 🦋

    Not because I have always loved butterflies.

    Actually, I’m not even sure when this started.

    People sometimes notice the butterfly on my bracelet.

    Then they notice another one on my mangalsutra.

    And then there is that little 🦋 I keep using on my blog, in my posts, almost everywhere.

    And that’s when they ask me—

    “Why are you so obsessed with butterflies?”

    The funny thing is…

    I don’t know.

    I really don’t.

    I never consciously chose the butterfly.

    It somehow kept finding its way into my life.

    Once, I even named a brand Titliyan with a few friends.

    I don’t remember why I chose that name either.

    I eventually had to leave it behind for personal reasons.

    What I See in a Butterfly

    Funny, isn’t it?

    The name disappeared.

    But the butterfly didn’t.

    And maybe that’s when I started wondering whether there was something about this little creature that I was drawn to without even knowing why.

    Because when I look at a butterfly, I don’t just see something pretty.

    I see something I recognise.

    Maybe it’s because I’ve always been someone who notices people.

    Not just how they look.

    What they carry.

    The person who makes everyone laugh but is quietly going through something.

    The woman who thinks she is ordinary but has an incredible strength.

    Someone who doesn’t realise how kind they are.

    Someone who has no idea that their presence makes a difference to other people.

    I notice those things.

    Maybe that’s why butterflies fascinate me.

    Because a butterfly has absolutely no idea what we see.

    She doesn’t know that someone might stop walking just to watch her.

    She doesn’t know that her wings can make an ordinary afternoon beautiful.

    She doesn’t know she’s beautiful.

    She just is.

    Maybe That’s Why I Love Her

    And perhaps people are like that too.

    Sometimes, we spend years trying to become something better, prettier, stronger, more successful…

    while the people around us can already see something wonderful in us that we haven’t noticed yet.

    And yes, I believe in the whole butterfly story too.

    The caterpillar.

    The cocoon.

    The uncertainty.

    The struggle.

    The transformation.

    The wings.

    But what touches me isn’t only that she changes.

    It’s that she becomes something beautiful without ever knowing how beautiful she has become.

    Maybe that’s the part I understand.

    Maybe that’s the part I love.

    Or maybe…

    I’m simply a woman who has collected too many butterflies over the years and is now trying to find a philosophical explanation for it. 😂

    But if I ever get that tattoo, it won’t be because a butterfly has one fixed meaning.

    It will be because, somehow, it has become a little piece of my story.

    A reminder to notice beauty.

    In people.

    In life.

    And perhaps, sometimes, in myself.

    A reminder that I don’t have to know exactly where life is taking me.

    A reminder that some of the most beautiful things about us may be things we haven’t discovered yet.

    And perhaps, most importantly—

    a reminder to keep my wings open, even when I don’t know where I’m going to fly.

    So yes.

    If I had to get a tattoo right now…

    it would be a butterfly.

    Maybe I’ve been choosing her all these years.

    Or maybe…

    she’s been choosing me. 🦋

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    Until The Next Whisper,

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Some Memories Are Too Beautiful to Be Repeated ♥️

    Some Memories Are Too Beautiful to Be Repeated ♥️

    If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why?

    I Wouldn’t Relive a Single Day From My Past… And Here’s Why

    If I ever got a magical time machine, I think I would politely return the ticket. 😄

    Not because my past wasn’t beautiful…
    It was.

    There are days I still visit in my memories — the laughter, the people, the little moments, the innocent happiness, the silly conversations that felt so ordinary back then but feel priceless today.

    But would I go back and live them again?

    No.

    Because some moments are like a perfect handwritten letter. Their beauty lies in the fact that they happened once. Open the same letter again and again, and the words may remain the same… but the feeling of receiving it for the first time can never return.

    And honestly, imagine going back and disturbing the timeline! 😄
    Who knows… maybe my younger self would look at me and say, “Excuse me, who are you and why do you know so much about my future?” 😂

    The past gave me memories, lessons, scars, smiles, and a version of myself that helped me become who I am today.

    The beautiful days should remain beautiful.
    The painful days should remain lessons.
    The people, the emotions, the laughter, the tears — everything belongs exactly where it happened.

    I don’t want to relive my past.

    I want to thank it.

    Because some chapters are so perfect that they don’t need a rewrite… they only need a place in our hearts. ❤️

    And maybe that is the magic of memories — they allow us to visit yesterday without ever having to leave today. ✨

    Those moments are not waiting for me in the past… they are living quietly within me.
    In my thoughts, my choices, my kindness, and the way I see the world today.
    Maybe that is the most beautiful way memories stay alive — by becoming a part of us.

    What do you think? Are some memories more beautiful when we simply hold them close to our hearts, instead of trying to experience them again?

    I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. ✨

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    Until the Next Whisper, 🧿💕
    —Rajeshwari

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

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  • Uncertainty and Me: It’s Complicated

    Uncertainty and Me: It’s Complicated

    Daily writing prompt
    How do you deal with uncertainty?
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    How Do I Deal With Uncertainty? I Don’t. We Just Coexist.

    Uncertainty is that one guest who never announces her arrival.

    She simply walks in, makes herself comfortable on your sofa and asks, “So, what are we worrying about today?”

    And unfortunately, I am very hospitable.

    I let her stay.

    Sometimes, I even serve her tea.

    Because if there is one thing I have learned about life, it is this:

    You can make all the plans you want. Life will still reserve the right to say, “Nice plan. Let’s do something completely different.”

    My Overactive Brain

    I don’t deal with uncertainty particularly well.

    I overthink it professionally.

    Give me one uncertain situation and my brain will produce fifteen possible outcomes before I have even finished my morning coffee.

    “What if this happens?”

    “What if that doesn’t happen?”

    “What if I make the wrong decision?”

    “What if I make the right decision and something still goes wrong?”

    And my personal favourite:

    “What if something happens that I haven’t even thought of yet?”

    At that point, even my brain needs a holiday.

    Then comes the planning.

    Plan A.

    Plan B.

    Plan C.

    And, because apparently I enjoy suffering, a backup plan for Plan C.

    I sometimes wish life came with a user manual.

    Chapter 1: What Is Happening?

    Chapter 2: Why Is It Happening?

    Chapter 3: Relax. You Are Going To Be Fine.

    Sadly, life prefers suspense.

    No spoilers.

    No previews.

    Just coming soon.

    Uncertainty: I’d Like Some Answers, Please

    The funny thing is, I have worried about so many things that never happened.

    And I have faced things I never saw coming.

    Some were difficult.

    Some were painful.

    Some completely rearranged my plans.

    And yet, somehow, I figured them out.

    Not always gracefully.

    Sometimes I cried.

    Sometimes I complained.

    Sometimes I ate something I didn’t need and called it emotional support.

    But I got through them.

    And that has changed how I look at uncertainty.

    I still like knowing what is going to happen.

    Of course I do.

    I would happily accept a five-year forecast from the universe, preferably with dates, footnotes and a convenient FAQ section.

    But I’m slowly learning that uncertainty is not always a warning.

    Sometimes it is simply an unopened door.

    And maybe I don’t need to know what is behind it before I take the next step.

    So, How Do I Deal With Uncertainty?

    I make my plans.

    I do what I can.

    I worry a little.

    Okay… sometimes more than a little.

    Then I remind myself that I have survived every unexpected chapter so far.

    Every “What now?”

    Every “I didn’t see this coming.”

    Every “This was definitely not part of the plan.”

    And maybe that is what growing older teaches us.

    Not that we finally know everything.

    But that we trust ourselves a little more when we don’t.

    So, I don’t really have a perfect formula for dealing with uncertainty.

    I just take the next step.

    And then the next.

    And when tomorrow refuses to reveal its plans?

    Fine.

    Let it keep its secrets.

    Because tomorrow doesn’t know what I’m bringing either. 😉

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    Until the next whisper,
    —Rajeshwari     🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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  • If I Had a Time Machine, I’d Tell My Younger Self This

    If I Had a Time Machine, I’d Tell My Younger Self This

    If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say?

    If I had a time machine, I know exactly where I’d go.

    Straight back to my younger self.

    I’d find her, sit beside her for a while and say—

    “Listen… you’re doing pretty damn well. So please don’t change too much. Stay exactly the way you are—curious, kind, slightly dramatic, a little stubborn, and wonderfully imperfect. You’ll figure things out along the way.”

    I’d probably have to stop myself from giving her too many spoilers.
    Because knowing me, I’d end up saying, “Oh, and definitely don’t do that…” 😄

    But no.

    I wouldn’t change her story.

    I’d let her make the mistakes, take the wrong turns, laugh too loudly, care too much, start over, surprise herself and grow into whoever she is meant to become.

    And just before jumping back into my time machine, I’d turn around and say—

    “Keep going. You’re doing better than you think. And one day, the woman you become will look back at you and say… I am proud of you.” 🦋❤️

    Now, if WordPress gives me a prompt tomorrow asking me to meet my future self for coffee, I’m officially charging for time-travel services. 😂

    What Would You Tell Your Younger Self If You Had a Time Machine?

    If you could step into a time machine and meet your younger self for just five minutes, what would you tell your younger self?

    Would you give them advice, a warning, a hug, or simply say, “You’re doing just fine. Keep going.”?

    Tell me in the comments. I’d genuinely love to know what your younger self needs to hear from you today. ❤️

    Because sometimes, the person we most need to be proud of isn’t the person we’re becoming…

    It’s the person who got us here. 🦋✨

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    Until the next whispers…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    One little thought often leads to another… come, read on. 🤍

    Where Time Still Sits✨

    Dear Teenage Me