Tag: life lessons

  • The Kindness of Strangers: When Strangers Become Friends

    The Kindness of Strangers: When Strangers Become Friends

    What’s a moment when a stranger completely restored your faith in people?

    The Kindness of Strangers

    There is something strangely beautiful about strangers.

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    In a crowded place, when you’re struggling to find your way, somehow a hand appears.
    While travelling, when your bag feels too heavy, someone quietly helps.
    When you stumble, someone you have never met reaches out before you even ask.

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    They don’t know your name.
    They don’t know your story.
    They don’t owe you anything.

    And yet, they help.

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    Sometimes, a stranger gives you a seat. Sometimes, they hold a door open. Sometimes, they simply notice that you are having a difficult moment and make it a little easier.

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    Perhaps that is why I have always felt that strangers are not really strangers. They are just people whose paths cross ours, sometimes unexpectedly, sometimes for only a few minutes.

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    And sometimes, those few minutes become years.

    I have met so many people who were complete strangers when our paths first crossed. A chance meeting, an unexpected conversation, a simple introduction and somehow, without us even realising it, a beautiful friendship began.

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    Some of those strangers became very good friends.

    And some are still my best friends today.

    Isn’t that beautiful?

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    People who once knew nothing about us slowly become the ones who know our stories, our silences, our silly jokes and our little quirks. They become the people we call when we have something exciting to share, or when life feels a little too much.

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    And then there are those who once claimed to be our people.

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    That is where the real hurt lives.

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    Not in the stranger who walked away without knowing you, but in the person who knew you, promised to stay, and still chose to let you down.

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    And then there are the strangers who were once familiar.

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    People who once knew our stories, our silences, our little habits… and somehow, with time, became strangers again.

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    Perhaps that is the hardest kind of stranger—the one whose name you still remember, but whose place in your life no longer feels the same.

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    Yet, life has its own strange way of balancing things.

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    A stranger may appear for just a few minutes and leave behind a kindness you remember for years. Another may enter your life unexpectedly and stay long enough to become a friend for life.

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    And someone you once called your own may slowly become a stranger, leaving behind a lesson you never asked for.

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    Maybe that’s okay.

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    Not everyone who enters our lives is meant to stay. Some come to help us, some to teach us, some become friends, and some simply pass by at the right moment with an outstretched hand.

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    And to every stranger who has ever helped me without knowing my name—thank you.

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    You may have forgotten that moment.

    I haven’t. 🤍🦋✨

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    Until the next whisper,
    —Rajeshwari 
    🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    Sometimes, we all need a little pause.

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  • Learning to Dance with the Waves

    Learning to Dance with the Waves

    Life comes in waves.

    Which explains why
    just when you’ve convinced yourself

    “I’ve finally figured life out…

    …the sea quietly laughs.

    And sends another wave.

    Some arrive
    with flowers in their hands.

    Others don’t even knock.

    They simply barge in,
    rearrange your plans,
    borrow your peace,
    and leave without saying goodbye.

    Rude, honestly.

    For the longest time,
    I thought the secret
    was finding calm waters.

    Then life smiled and said,

    “No, dear…

    the trick is learning
    not to spill your coffee
    every time the boat rocks.”

    So you learn.

    You stop arguing
    with every wave.

    You stop asking,

    “Why me?”

    Because, quite frankly,

    the sea has terrible customer service.

    It never answers.

    Instead,

    it teaches.

    It teaches that
    not every delay
    is a disaster.

    Not every goodbye
    is a punishment.

    Not every storm
    has your name on it.

    Some are simply
    passing through.

    And somewhere
    between holding on
    and letting go,

    you discover
    that you were never
    becoming fearless.

    You were simply
    becoming someone

    who could smile,

    fix the sail,

    and whisper,

    “Well…
    that was interesting.”

    before rowing on.

    Because life
    has never promised
    a sea without waves.

    Only the chance
    to become
    someone who knows

    how to dance with them.🦋

    🌊

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading The Hard Years: Not the Final Chapter

  • The Problem Was Never the Key | Outlook on Life Quote

    The Problem Was Never the Key | Outlook on Life Quote

    What’s a quote that perfectly describes your outlook on life?

    The Problem Was Never the Key…

    The Outlook on Life Quote That Stays With Me

    If I had to choose one quote that perfectly describes my outlook on life, it would be this:

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    “Old keys don’t open new doors.”

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    At first, it sounds like a quote about moving on.

    But to me, it has never been about leaving the past behind.

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    It’s a gentle reminder to stop expecting yesterday’s answers to solve today’s questions.

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    Life changes.
    We change.
    Dreams change too.

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    And sometimes, the hardest part isn’t finding a new door…

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    it’s finding the courage
    to finally put the old keys down.

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    Some thoughts don’t shout. They simply stay. This is one of them…


    A Pocket Full of Old Keys 🦋

    I have a tiny collection
    of keys
    that no longer open
    anything.

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    One belongs to a house
    that isn’t mine anymore.

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    Another…

    I can’t even remember
    what it once unlocked.

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    Funny, isn’t it?

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    How we hold on
    to things
    long after they’ve
    stopped being useful.

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    Not just keys.

    Old arguments.

    Old fears.

    Old regrets.

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    That one embarrassing moment
    from eight years ago
    that still pops up
    at 2 a.m.
    as if it has
    a monthly subscription. 🙄

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    We are strange creatures.

    We’ll happily throw away
    a mismatched sock…

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    but carry around
    a guilt
    that expired
    years ago.

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    Maybe life isn’t asking us
    to find
    the right key.

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    Maybe…

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    it’s smiling,
    shaking its head
    just a little,

    and whispering,

    “Sweetheart…🦋
    that door has a new lock now.”

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    And honestly?

    I think that’s wonderful.

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    Because imagine
    trying to unlock
    tomorrow

    with yesterday’s
    worries.

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    Or carrying
    the same old version
    of yourself
    into a life
    that has already
    outgrown
    who you used to be.

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    So here’s my plan.

    I’ll keep
    the old keys.

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    Not because
    I still need them…

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    but because
    they remind me
    of every door
    that once welcomed me,

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    every lesson
    that quietly changed me,

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    and every version of me
    who did her best
    with what she knew.

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    And when life
    places
    a shiny new key
    in my hands…

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    I won’t be afraid
    to let
    the old ones
    rest.

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    After all…

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    Magic has never lived
    inside the key.

    It has always lived
    inside the person
    brave enough
    to try again.

    to knock
    on a brand-new door…

    even when their hands
    are still holding
    yesterday’s keys. ✨

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    What This Quote Taught Me 🦋

    Perhaps that’s why this little quote has quietly stayed with me for years.

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    We don’t always need better keys

    Sometimes we simply need the courage to stop trying to unlock tomorrow with yesterday’s answers.

    Every ending leaves behind a lesson.

    Every new beginning asks for a different version of us.

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    And every closed door leaves behind a wiser heart. ✨

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    And maybe…

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    the problem was never the key.

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    It was believing the same old one could unlock every new beginning.

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading To the To the Hearts Behind the Words 

  • A Different Lens, The Same Life

    A Different Lens, The Same Life

    What is your favorite quote?

    A Different Lens, The Same Life

    What is your favorite quote?

    Sometimes all it takes is a different lens to see the same life differently. That’s exactly why this has become my favourite quote over the years.


    Dear WordPress,

    Every time life gives me A Different Lens, this question somehow has a different answer.

    We’ve known each other for quite some time now.

    Long enough for you to know that asking me the same question twice is a risky move.

    Yet here you are…

    asking me about my favourite quote.

    Again.

    Maybe that’s because every time life hands us a different lens, the answer quietly changes too.

    I’m not sure whether you’re wonderfully optimistic…

    or your memory needs an update. 😄

    But then again…

    maybe you’re onto something.

    Because the interesting part isn’t the question.

    It’s whether the answer has changed.

    And if it has…

    maybe that means I’ve changed too.

    Life has this annoying habit of updating us without sending release notes.

    The Quote That Grew With Me

    So today, my favourite quote is this:

    “You don’t always need a new beginning. Sometimes you just need a new way of looking at the same life.”

    Here’s the thing.

    Human beings are adorable.

    Give us one bad day…

    …and suddenly we’re planning an entirely new life.

    “I need a new job.”

    “Maybe I should move to another city.”

    “Should I cut my hair?”

    “Maybe I should buy plants.”

    Because obviously, a pothos plant has solved thousands of emotional crises. 🌿

    We’re always looking for a reset button.

    As if life were a Wi-Fi router.

    “Switch it off… wait ten seconds… switch it back on.”

    If only.

    A Different Lens Changes Everything

    Sometimes the problem isn’t life.

    Sometimes it’s just the way we’ve been looking at it.

    It’s like tasting karela as a child and then as an adult.

    As kids, we looked at it as if it had personally offended our entire family.

    Years later…

    we willingly buy it.

    Some of us even ask for a second serving.

    The karela didn’t have a personality makeover.

    Our taste buds simply grew up. 😂

    Life is a lot like that.

    The same rain that ruins someone’s picnic becomes someone else’s favourite memory.

    The same delay that irritates you today might be the reason you missed something far worse.

    The same closed door you keep complaining about may quietly be protecting you from walking into the wrong room.

    Every Coin Has Two Sides

    Every coin has two sides.

    Funny enough, our brains seem to have a lifetime subscription to the gloomy one.

    The side that says,

    “Why is this happening to me?”

    Meanwhile, the other side is standing there, waving its tiny little hand…

    “Excuse me… I’m the lesson. Or maybe even the blessing. You just haven’t noticed me yet.”

    The Same Life, A Different Lens

    These days, I don’t wish for a different life nearly as often.

    I simply try to look at this one with a little more curiosity…

    and a little less panic.

    Turns out, happiness isn’t always hiding behind a brand-new beginning.

    Sometimes…

    it’s been sitting in the same old place all along…

    quietly waiting for us to change the way we look at it.

    And now…

    I’d love to hear from you.

    What’s your favourite quote?

    The one you keep coming back to.

    The one that has quietly held your hand through different seasons of life.

    Or maybe…

    it’s not a famous quote at all.

    Maybe it’s something your parents once said…

    something a teacher told you…

    or perhaps a line you’ve written for yourself.

    Leave it in the comments.

    Who knows?

    Your favourite quote might just become someone else’s favourite reminder today. ❤️

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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  • The Rarest Skill We Never Learn

    The Rarest Skill We Never Learn

    What’s a skill you consider basic, that most people don’t actually know how to do?

    Loving wholeheartedly… and protecting the trust someone places in you.

    I know, I know… people will say, “That’s not a skill.”

    Oh, I disagree.

    Making promises is easy.

    Keeping them? That’s where the training begins.

    Everyone wants unconditional love until they’re expected to be responsible with it.

    Everyone asks to be trusted until trust starts feeling like accountability.

    I’ve always believed that if I let someone into my heart, they deserve my complete trust. I don’t know how to love in percentages. It’s either 100% or not at all.

    Apparently, that’s not how everyone operates.

    Some people treat trust like a free trial—use it, enjoy it, and cancel it when it’s inconvenient.

    The older I get, the more I realize that the rare skill isn’t finding people who can love you.

    It’s finding people who know how to handle someone’s love without taking it for granted.

    Because love isn’t fragile.

    Trust is.

    And once someone places it in your hands, the real skill is knowing what not to do with it.

    That’s a lesson no school teaches… but life certainly does.

    Somewhere Along the Way, We Forgot

    Maybe that’s the skill we’re slowly forgetting.

    We all crave the same things.

    To be loved without conditions.

    To be trusted without suspicion.

    To be accepted without constantly having to prove our worth.

    Yet, when it’s our turn to offer that same love and trust to someone else, we hesitate. We become cautious. We protect ourselves so much that we sometimes forget to protect the person who trusted us.

    Somewhere along the way, we’ve become experts at expecting…

    …but beginners at giving.

    We ask to be understood before we learn how to understand.

    We ask for loyalty before we become loyal ourselves.

    Maybe that’s why so many relationships today begin with excitement but end with disappointment.

    Not because love disappeared.

    But because responsibility did.

    Love is beautiful.

    Trust makes it meaningful.

    Responsibility is what keeps both alive.

    The World We Could Leave Behind

    I often wonder what our world would look like if we taught children that protecting someone’s trust is just as important as earning it.

    That keeping your word matters.

    That loyalty isn’t old-fashioned.

    That kindness isn’t weakness.

    That another person’s heart is never a place to satisfy your ego.

    Imagine an entire generation growing up believing that love isn’t about possession, trust isn’t about control, and relationships aren’t disposable.

    Imagine if they carried those values everywhere—with their families, their friends, strangers, animals, and even the environment they live in.

    Wouldn’t the world become just a little gentler?

    Maybe This Is the Skill We’re Missing

    Maybe that’s why I still believe loving wholeheartedly is a skill.

    Not because everyone can fall in love…

    But because very few know how to honor the love they’re given.

    The saddest part is that we keep searching for better people, while forgetting to become better people ourselves.

    Maybe if we learned this one simple skill, we wouldn’t just build stronger relationships—we would build a kinder generation.

    A generation that understands that love isn’t just a feeling, trust isn’t just a word, and both are far too precious to be treated as temporary conveniences.

    Maybe that’s the most basic skill of all.

    And perhaps that’s exactly why it has become the rarest.

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

  • Everything Happens for a Reason | Life’s Hidden Lessons

    Everything Happens for a Reason | Life’s Hidden Lessons

    Do you think everything happens for a reason?

    Do you think everything happens for a reason?

    Yes.

    Not because I think every painful moment was meant to happen.

    But because I believe we are capable of giving meaning to what happens.

    Looking back, some of the biggest disappointments in my life quietly redirected me toward something I never knew I needed.

    Some people came only to stay for a chapter.
    Some dreams ended because they weren’t my destination.
    Some delays protected me from rushing into the wrong things.

    At the time, none of it made sense.

    I questioned it.
    I resisted it.
    Sometimes I even hated it.

    But life has a strange habit of connecting the dots only when we stop looking forward and glance back.

    Do I think everything happens for a reason?

    Yes… though not always the reason we imagine.

    Sometimes the reason is to make us stronger.
    Sometimes it is to make us kinder.
    Sometimes it simply teaches us what truly matters.

    And sometimes, the reason isn’t hidden in the event itself…

    It’s hidden in the person we become because of it.

    Maybe that’s the real reason all along.🦋

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    Until the next whisper…

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

  • Guru Purnima: To Everyone Who Taught Me | Nihshabd

    Guru Purnima: To Everyone Who Taught Me | Nihshabd

    Guru Purnima: To Everyone Who Taught Me Something… Thank You ❤️

    Today is Guru Purnima a day dedicated to expressing gratitude to our gurus, the people who guide us from darkness to light, from confusion to clarity, and from ignorance to wisdom.

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    Traditionally, this day is celebrated to honor our teachers and to remember Maharishi Ved Vyasa, the great sage who compiled the Mahabharata and the Vedas. But over the years, I’ve come to believe that the spirit of Guru Purnima is much bigger than that.

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    It’s a day to pause…

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    Look back…

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    And quietly thank every person who has helped us become who we are.

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    We often imagine a guru as someone standing in front of a classroom or teaching from a sacred book.

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    But life has taught me that gurus don’t always arrive with a title.

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    Sometimes they come as parents.

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    Sometimes as a life partner.

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    Sometimes as our children.

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    Sometimes as friends, strangers, colleagues… or even people who stayed in our lives for only a little while.

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    The moment someone teaches us something that changes us, they become our guru… whether we realize it or not.

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    Some taught us how to love.

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    Some taught us patience.

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    Some gave us courage when we had none.

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    Some believed in us before we believed in ourselves.

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    Some inspired us simply by the way they lived.

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    And yes… a few taught us through heartbreak, disappointment and silence. Their lessons weren’t easy, but they were lessons nonetheless.

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    When I look back at my own journey, I realize that every person I’ve met has left behind a little piece of wisdom. Some added to my happiness. Some strengthened my character. Together, they quietly shaped the person I am still becoming.

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    So today, on Guru Purnima, I simply want to say thank you.

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    Thank you to my parents for my very first lessons in life.

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    Thank you to my family for believing in me.

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    Thank you to my husband for helping me believe in myself.

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    Thank you to my children, who continue to teach me something new every single day.

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    Thank you to my friends, my readers, and every soul who has crossed my path whether for a season or a lifetime.

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    And thank you to those who challenged me. You helped me grow in ways comfort never could.

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    If our paths have crossed, chances are you’ve taught me something… big or small.

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    For that, I am truly grateful.

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    Maybe that’s the real meaning of Guru Purnima…

    Not finding one guru, but recognizing the many who have been quietly lighting our path all along.

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    Because learning never stops…

    …and neither does gratitude. 🙏❤️

    With love,
    Rajeshwari
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    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    P.S. 🤍 If I’ve missed your comments or haven’t been able to visit your blog lately, please know it isn’t because I don’t want to. Life has been keeping me a little occupied. I’ll be back to reading, replying, and cheering you on as soon as I can. Until then, thank you for your patience and for always filling this little corner of Nihshabd with so much love.🙏🏻🦋✨

  • Some Endings Should Never Be Rewritten

    Some Endings Should Never Be Rewritten

    If you could rewrite any book’s ending, which one would you choose?

    If I could rewrite any book’s ending? Some endings should never be rewritten. Honestly… none.

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    Every book carries a piece of its author’s heart. The ending isn’t just a few final pages; it’s the destination of a journey the writer carefully chose. Some authors spend months, even years, finding the ending that feels right. Who am I to rewrite something they created with so much love, thought, and emotion?

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    I believe change is the only constant in life. But I also believe some things shouldn’t be changed.

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    A story’s ending is one of them.

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    To me, some endings should never be rewritten because changing the ending changes the meaning of every chapter before it.

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    It reminds me of our own lives.

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    If we were given the chance, many of us would rewrite a few chapters erase the painful ones, hold on to the happiest ones a little longer, or choose different paths altogether. But life doesn’t work that way. Every joy, every heartbreak, every mistake, and every triumph becomes a part of who we are. They shape us, make us unique, and become the very reason our story could never belong to anyone else.

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    Perhaps that’s why I don’t want to rewrite a book’s ending either.

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    Some endings make us smile. Some leave us in tears. Some stay with us for years. But they all belong exactly where they are.

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    Once they’re written, they become part of the story’s destiny.

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    And maybe that’s true for our lives as well.

    Not every chapter is easy to read, but every chapter has a purpose.

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    Some stories are simply meant to end the way they do.

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    So no… I wouldn’t rewrite a single ending. Because the moment you change the destination, you don’t just change where the story ends… you change why it was ever told.

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    Some Endings Should Never Be Rewritten… What Do You Think?

    So tell me…

    If you could rewrite the ending of any book, would you? Or would you leave it exactly as it is?

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    Leave your answer in the comments below.

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    Who knows? Your perspective might just become someone else’s favourite chapter. 🤍🦋✨

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 
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    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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    To the Hearts Behind the Words 

  • Every Soul Leaves Something Behind | हर मुसाफ़िर… 

    Every Soul Leaves Something Behind | हर मुसाफ़िर… 

    हर मुसाफ़िर

    ज़िंदगी एक लंबा सफ़र है…

    और हम सब,
    एक-दूसरे की राहों में
    बस यूँ ही नहीं आते।

    कोई मिलता है
    तो हमारे अंदर
    बंद पड़ी किसी खिड़की को खोल देता है।

    कोई चला जाता है,
    और जाते-जाते
    हमें हमारी ही ताक़त से मिलवा जाता है।

    कुछ लोग
    मुट्ठी भर वक़्त लेकर आते हैं,
    मगर यादों की उम्र
    पूरी ज़िंदगी जितनी दे जाते हैं।

    कुछ लोग
    हर सुबह की तरह होते हैं—
    चुपचाप आते हैं,
    और बिना कुछ कहे
    जीने की वजह बन जाते हैं।

    शायद इसलिए
    अब मैं किसी से मिलने को
    इत्तफ़ाक़ नहीं मानती।

    क्योंकि किस्मत
    रिश्ते नहीं भेजता,
    वह सबक भेजता है…
    मरहम भेजता है…
    आईना भेजता है…
    और कभी-कभी,
    अपना कोई अंश भेज देता है।

    इसलिए,
    जो ठहर गए,
    उनका शुक्रिया।

    जो बिछड़ गए,
    उनका भी…

    क्योंकि
    हर मुसाफ़िर
    अपनी मंज़िल से पहले,
    किसी और की कहानी में
    एक वजह बनकर ही आता है।


    Every Soul Leaves Something Behind

    Life is a long journey…

    And perhaps none of us
    crosses another’s path
    by accident.

    Some people arrive
    only to open a window within us
    that we never knew had been closed.

    Some leave,
    yet in their leaving,
    they introduce us
    to a strength we never knew we had.

    There are those
    who stay for only a handful of moments,
    yet leave behind memories
    that outlive years.

    And then there are those
    who are like the morning light—
    they quietly become a part of our days,
    asking for nothing,
    yet giving us countless reasons to keep going.

    Maybe that’s why
    I no longer believe
    that meeting someone is mere coincidence.

    Because fate
    doesn’t just send people.

    It sends lessons.
    It sends healing.
    It sends mirrors
    that help us see ourselves more clearly.

    And every once in a while,
    it sends someone
    who quietly changes the way we see life.

    So, to those who stayed…
    thank you.

    And to those who had to leave…
    thank you, too.

    Because every traveller
    becomes a part of someone else’s story
    before continuing on their own journey.

    And perhaps,
    that was the reason
    they were meant to cross our path.

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 
    🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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  •  The Best Dreams Whisper

     The Best Dreams Whisper

    What’s your biggest dream?

    My biggest dream?

    The best dreams whisper, don’t they?

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    People expect answers like…

    “Travel the world.”
    “Own a beach house.”
    “Retire early.”

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    Meanwhile, I’m over here dreaming about finding my phone on the first try, remembering why I walked into the kitchen, and drinking one cup of hot chai before it turns into iced tea. The bar is surprisingly low these days. 😄

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    But jokes aside…

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    My biggest dream isn’t to become famous or collect followers like Pokémon cards.

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    It’s to build a life where my family feels safe, my heart feels light, and my creativity never packs its bags and leaves without notice.

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    I want to keep writing words that make someone smile on a difficult day, feel understood in a lonely moment, or simply pause and think, “Wait… did she just read my mind?”

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    Because if one stranger, somewhere in the world, finds comfort in something I wrote, that’s a far better reward than any trophy, trend, or algorithm.

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    After all, algorithms can be a lot like some relationships in life—they’ll put you on a pedestal when they need you, and the moment they don’t, they’ll quietly set you aside as if they never knew you at all.

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    I’ve also reached that age where my dream includes things that once sounded terribly boring:

    A peaceful home.
    Good health.
    Laughter that comes easily.
    Plants that refuse to die.
    Wi-Fi that doesn’t buffer.
    And knees that don’t negotiate every staircase.

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    Turns out adulthood has a very strange way of editing our bucket list.

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    So no…

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    My biggest dream isn’t to be known by everyone.

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    It’s to leave behind words that quietly stay with someone long after they’ve forgotten my name.

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    Because some dreams are loud.

    The best ones? They whisper.

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    Until the next whisper…
    —Rajeshwari 
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    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari

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