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Tag: Personal reflection

  • Everyone I Met Changed Me Somehow ✨

    Everyone I Met Changed Me Somehow ✨

    Share a story about someone who had a positive impact on your life.

    Honestly… at this point, my entire life feels like one long educational group project where everyone came to teach me something. 😭✨

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    Some people came like motivational speakers

    “Believe in yourself.”
    “Follow your dreams.”
    “Stay positive.”

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    And some came like unpaid life coaches disguised as red flags. 🚩😂

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    One taught me patience by replying after 3 business days.

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    One taught me self-respect by underestimating me.

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    One taught me boundaries by crossing every possible one.

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    One taught me trust…
    and then personally demonstrated why trust issues exist. 😭

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    But if I’m being real, every person left behind something valuable.

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    The kind ones reminded me that humanity is still soft somewhere beneath all the noise.

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    The difficult ones taught me strength I didn’t know I had.

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    The temporary ones taught me that not everyone is meant to stay forever… and that’s okay.

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    And the people who hurt me the most?
    Surprisingly, they pushed me closest to myself.

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    Because after every disappointment, every awkward ending, every silent goodbye…
    I met a newer version of me.
    A stronger one.
    A calmer one.
    A wiser one.

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    So when people ask,
    “Who had the biggest positive impact on your life?”

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    I genuinely cannot choose one person.

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    Some healed me with love.
    Some healed me with lessons.
    Both mattered.

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    And maybe that’s the beautiful thing about life
    not everyone enters our story to stay,
    some simply arrive to help us become who we were meant to be. 🌸✨

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    A dreamy sunset-themed featured image with glowing lights, a journal, and the title “Everyone I Met Changed Me Somehow” beside the name Nihshabd. ✨
    Some people became memories, some became lessons… all became a part of me. 🌸✨

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Freedom Feels Like Being Yourself ✨

    Freedom Feels Like Being Yourself ✨

    What does freedom mean to you?

    Freedom, for me, is very simple…
    not having to ask anyone before choosing my own happiness. ✨

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    Because the moment your happiness starts depending on people’s permission, moods, replies, opinions, timing, or “dekhenge”…
    that’s not freedom anymore. That’s unpaid emotional internship.🫣😅

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    Freedom is laughing without lowering my volume.
    Going out without giving a TED Talk explanation.
    Buying small things that heal my inner child.
    Saying “no” without writing a 14-page apology letter in my head afterwards. 😂

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    It’s being around people who feel light.😌
    The kind who make life softer, funnier, easier.
    Where friendship feels like chaos + comfort together.
    Where support comes naturally.
    Where love doesn’t feel like surveillance. 🤍

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    Freedom is not overthinking every tiny thing.
    Not rereading messages like an FBI officer.
    Not sitting there wondering
    “Did I say too much?”
    “Did I sound weird?”
    “Should I disappear forever now?” 😒

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    It’s being carefree enough to romanticize little moments…
    good coffee, random drives, late-night conversations, butterflies in the stomach, silly jokes, dramatic playlists, and people who make your heart smile quietly. 🦋✨

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    And honestly?
    I think real freedom is when your heart finally feels safe being itself…
    without performing, proving, shrinking, or begging to be understood.

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    Bas…
    aise log mil jayein life mein
    jinke saath you can be completely yourself —
    witty, emotional, dramatic, strong, soft, annoying, funny… all at once 😭🤍
    then life already feels magical.


    And maybe that’s the kind of freedom we all deserve…
    a life where we don’t have to abandon ourselves
    just to be loved by others.     🌻

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    A warm sunset aesthetic featuring a girl peacefully sitting on a balcony with coffee, surrounded by handwritten notes and soft doodles, with the quote “Freedom Feels Like Being Yourself ✨” and “Nihshabd” written artistically.
    Maybe freedom is just this…
    being yourself without feeling guilty for it. 🦋✨

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • It Was Never About the Place

    It Was Never About the Place

    What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?

    Honestly… every holiday magically becomes my favorite

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    when I’m with my favorite people.
    (Yes, even the ones where half the time goes in “kya khayenge?” discussions 😄)

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    Places?
    They’re just… places.

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    It’s the people who turn
    “just a trip” into
    “yaar, remember that moment?” forever.

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    But okay, if I have to choose—
    our Dubai vacation wins.

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    At LEGOLAND Dubai and the DreamWorks Animation Zone,
    something unexpected happened…

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    I didn’t just enjoy the rides—
    I forgot I was supposed to be “the responsible adult.” 😌

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    I’ve always loved rides,
    but this time?
    I went all in.

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    Screaming louder than my kids,
    getting more excited than them,
    and pretending I wasn’t scared
    (while internally questioning all my life choices mid-ride).

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    Somewhere between the laughter, the chaos,
    and the “one more ride please!”
    I wasn’t just a mother anymore…

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    I was a child again.
    A slightly dramatic one, but still.

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    And maybe…
    that’s exactly why it felt so special.

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    Because I was surrounded by people
    who didn’t remind me to “grow up,”
    but quietly allowed me to let go.

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    And that’s when it hit me—

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    Because in the end,
    it was never about the place…
    it was about who I became when I was with them.

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    A little more free,
    a little more alive,
    and completely myself… without holding back.

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    The kind of happiness
    that doesn’t need permission,
    and the kind of moments
    you wish you could pause… just for a little longer.

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    Maybe that’s why
    some memories never really leave…
    because they don’t just stay in our mind,
    they quietly become a part of who we are.

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    A joyful moment at a Dubai theme park, capturing carefree laughter, childhood nostalgia, and togetherness.
    Not the place… just the people who made it feel like home. 💛

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • 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 🧿💕

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  • I Don’t Have a Favorite Restaurant… But This One Wins Every Time!

    I Don’t Have a Favorite Restaurant… But This One Wins Every Time!

    What is your favorite restaurant?

    What is your favorite restaurant?

    This question sounds simple… but trust me, it’s not 😄

    Because I don’t really have a “favorite restaurant.”

    My food choices depend entirely on my mood… and let’s be honest — mostly on my kids’ mood 🙈

    So half the time, I’m not choosing the restaurant… I’m just approving it 😄

    But… there is one place.

    Not fancy. Not aesthetic. No Instagram vibes.

    Yet somehow, it wins every time.

    Subbayya Gari hotel, Vizag.

    Now technically it’s a “thali”…

    but calling it just a thali feels like calling a festival “just a day” 😄

    You don’t get a plate — you get a banana leaf.

    And before you even understand what’s happening,

    people start serving you like you’ve been fasting for 3 days.

    Chutneys… pappu… rasam… sambar… sabji… porial… podi (powder)…rice…gari (vada)…

    papad, achar, chips… buttermilk, curd… sweets…

    and everything keeps coming like there’s no full stop in this sentence 🤣

    Your taste buds don’t get a break.

    They go from “wow” to “what is this magic?” to “okay I’m full”…

    and then suddenly —

    “just one more bite” 😄

    And the best part?

    You sit there, eating with your hands, on a banana leaf…

    and somehow it feels more satisfying than any fancy fine-dine place.

    No overthinking. No menu confusion. No “what should we order?” stress.

    Just sit… eat… and surrender 😄

    So no, I don’t have a favorite restaurant.

    But if happiness had a taste…

    it would probably be served on a banana leaf at Subbayya Gari hotel 💛✨

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    A South Indian banana leaf meal with rice, dal, chutneys, and sides served traditionally.
    Simple food, endless happiness 😄✨

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Someday, I’ll Miss This Chaos💛

    Someday, I’ll Miss This Chaos💛

    Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

    Where do I see myself in 10 years?

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    Honestly… probably in the same place.

    A homemaker. A mom. Still managing life — just with slightly upgraded versions of my kids 😄

    The difference?

    The house will finally stay clean for more than 10 minutes.

    Things will actually be where I left them (imagine that luxury!).

    No one will be shouting “Mummyyyyy!” every 5 minutes… and strangely, I might even miss that chaos a little.

    My kids will grow up. Become independent.

    No one to chase around, no one to scold, no random toys under my feet…

    And somewhere in that silence, I might find myself sitting with a cup of chai, wondering

    “What do I do now?”

    Yes, maybe I’ll feel a little alone.

    But also… finally free.

    Free to do all those things I kept saying,

    “Someday, when I have time…”

    But maybe… before I even reach that peaceful phase,

    I’ll realize something deeper

    that I might miss this phase the most.

    The noise. The mess. The constant “Mummaaa!”

    Because one day, all I’ll have are memories…

    And I’ll have to learn to live with those memories

    something I may not even be ready for.

    That “someday” will arrive.

    After years of running, juggling, giving… there will be a pause.

    A peaceful one. A well-earned one.

    New responsibilities will come, yes.

    But this time, I’ll carry them with calm… not chaos.

    And maybe, just maybe…

    I’ll rediscover myself again. 💛

    For all the women out there:

    Dear women,

    I know you’re busy, tired, and constantly putting everyone else first.

    But please don’t keep postponing your “me-time”… even if it’s just those few minutes in the shower — where, let’s be honest, you still hear “Mummaaa!” from nowhere 🤣

    Because one day, when life slows down and everything is finally in place,

    you’ll finally have time for yourself…

    Just make sure, when that moment comes,

    you don’t feel like a stranger to yourself and say —

    “Hi… I live here too!” 😄✨

    A mother holding a cup smiles at her children playing in a warm, sunlit home, capturing the beauty of everyday chaos.
    Someday, I’ll miss this chaos ✨

    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • The Hidden Happiness in 5 Simple Everyday Moments

    The Hidden Happiness in 5 Simple Everyday Moments

    What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

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    The Kind of Happiness No One Talks About

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    I don’t think happiness is always loud.

    It doesn’t always look like achievements or perfect days.

    Sometimes it’s just… small things quietly working in your favor,

    and you noticing them at the right moment.

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    Here are five things that do that for me:

    1. When I don’t have to rushy

    No urgency. No pressure.

    Just doing things at my own pace

    it feels like I got my life back for a few hours.

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    2. When something I was overthinking works out normally

    No drama. No worst-case scenario.

    Just a simple, calm outcome.

    Almost disappointing… but mostly peaceful.

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    3. When I laugh at something I didn’t expect to

    A random line, a silly moment, nothing extraordinary

    but it shifts my whole mood.

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    4. When silence feels comfortable, not heavy

    No need to fill it. No need to explain anything.

    Just being… without performing.

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    5. When I realize I handled something better than before

    No announcement, no big moment —

    just a quiet “okay… I’ve grown a little.”

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    It’s strange how these moments don’t look important,

    but somehow… they are the ones that stay.

    Not loud enough to post about,

    but strong enough to carry you through the day.

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    A warm, sunlit cozy setup with tea, notebook, flowers, and soft shadows, featuring the title “The Hidden Happiness in 5 Simple Everyday Moments” and the signature “Nihshabd.”
    Soft moments, simple joys, real happiness 🤍

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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  • Let It Go 2.0: When I Stopped Borrowing Other People’s Opinions

    Let It Go 2.0: When I Stopped Borrowing Other People’s Opinions

    Describe one positive change you have made in your life.

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    Positive change?

    Oh, I basically upgraded my life to “Let It Go 2.0” 😌

    Earlier, if someone said anything, I would hold onto it like a precious package

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    open it, analyze it, overanalyze it…

    and then replay it in my head like a full Netflix series. 🎬

    “What did they mean?”

    “Why did they say it like that?”

    “Was there a hidden message?”

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    Honestly, my mind was doing overtime… without getting paid. 😭

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    But now?

    Now it’s a completely different story.

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    Someone says something, and I just go:

    “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” 🐒✨

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    Because let’s be real

    people will always have something to say.

    You could do everything perfectly, and still someone will go,

    “Hmm… could’ve been better.” 😏

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    So I decided

    they can talk, I’ll stay happy. 😌

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    Now I don’t take things to heart.

    I treat opinions like random notifications

    seen… and ignored. 📲❌

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    That mountain of overthinking I used to carry?

    Yeah, I turned it into a scenic view

    I look at it from a distance… I don’t climb it anymore. 🏔️

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    And the best part?

    I don’t wait for a reason to be happy anymore.

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    Because I finally realized

    peace isn’t a luxury,

    it’s a choice… and I chose it. ✨

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    A smiling woman sitting on a mountain hillside, letting papers fly away in the breeze, symbolizing letting go of thoughts.
    Let go, breathe, and choose peace 

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

  • Some Companionships Don’t Need Words

    Some Companionships Don’t Need Words

    What animals make the best/worst pets?

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    Some animals don’t just become pets…

    they quietly become a part of your life.

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    The best ones are not always the most perfect,

    but the ones who stay…

    without asking for much.

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    Like Kiwi. 🐾

    Not perfect, not trained,

    but somehow always there —

    in small moments, in quiet ways.

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    A dog, maybe —

    loyal in ways words can never explain.

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    Or a cat —

    silent, distant, yet somehow always around

    when you need that quiet presence.

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    And then there are some animals…

    not meant to be kept,

    not meant to be owned.

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    Because not everything that looks beautiful

    is meant to stay with us.

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    Some are better loved from a distance.♥️

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    A woman sitting by a lake at sunset, holding a Shih Tzu dog, symbolizing quiet companionship and emotional connection.
    Some bonds don’t need words… they just stay. 🐾✨

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

  • When “Being Big” Was the Only Plan

    When “Being Big” Was the Only Plan

    When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

    When I was five,

    I didn’t want to be something…

    I wanted to be everything

    (with zero effort, obviously).

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    Doctor

    because I owned a plastic stethoscope

    and confidence levels higher than actual doctors.

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    Teacher

    just to say,

    “Silence!”

    to people who weren’t even talking.

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    Pilot

    because I thought waving hands

    could control air traffic.

    (Still think that sometimes in traffic jams.)

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    And sometimes…

    I just wanted to be my mother.

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    Wearing her saree,

    standing in front of the mirror,

    fixing pleats that never stayed,

    pretending I had somewhere important to go.

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    No job title.

    No big dream.

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    Just… her.

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    Then came the real ambition

    to be “older.”

    Not successful.

    Not happy.

    Just… older.

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    Because older people

    had no homework,

    no bedtime,

    and unlimited authority

    to say “because I said so.”

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    Scam of the century, honestly.

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    I also wanted to be rich

    so I could buy

    all the chocolates in the world…

    and still cry over the wrong toy.

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    Priorities were clear.

    Logic was not required.

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    Funny thing is

    nobody asked,

    “What will you actually become?”

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    Because at five,

    dreams didn’t need backup plans,

    or Excel sheets,

    or self-doubt.

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    They just needed

    a random Tuesday afternoon

    and a little imagination.

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    Now people ask me that question

    with deadlines in their eyes.

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    “What do you want to be?”

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    And I almost say

    five again.

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    Because back then,

    I wasn’t confused…

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    I was just

    limitless without pressure.

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    Now I’m focused…

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    …on pretending I know

    what I’m doing.

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

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