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When love isn't the end... what is?Sana was fire-free-spirited, fearless, full of dreams. Ajay was silent, calm, composed, bound by expectations. Their connection was instant. Their bond, undeniable. But sometimes, love arrives at the wrong time-or under the wrong conditions.
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"First love is hard to forget and impossible to let go of." Always Yours is a magical love story and fairy tale truly lived. Some unfulfilling wishes give hope, battling social stereotypes, where destiny plays an important role. It can bring people together or tear them apart.
Every morning, he walked to school with a bag on his shoulders.From a distance, it looked like every other child’s bag—full of books, notebooks, and pencils. But if you looked closer, you would see that his bag was heavier… much heavier than it should have been.Inside were not just...
When Writing Became My Passion
I’ve just finished writing my second book—a journey that held my heart, tested my soul, and filled my days with love, hope, and imagination.After...
Are you an Option or a Priority in a Relationship?
You’re not a priority if you’re an option,You are a percentage.A percentage of that other person’s time and effort.Sometimes in a relationship you are...
Whispers of Solitude: Cultivating Creativity in Silence
In a world that often glorifies social interactions and constant connectivity, the art of solitude is often overlooked. I have always found bliss in...
Every Child Deserves To Be Heard
Mumma, you know what happened at school, my friend…Oh! Please baby, stop it. You have just come and started talking. We will talk later;...
How Mindful Parenting Transforms Challenging Moments
Parenting can be overwhelming, especially when faced with challenging moments. Yet, it's in these very moments that mindfulness can be a game-changer. Mindful parenting...
Unpacking Emotional Baggage
We all carry something.A memory we rarely speak of.A wound we hide behind laughter.A version of ourselves we’ve quietly outgrown.Some of us carry heartbreaks...
Read or Scroll?
The other day, I was at a bookstore.A soft joy —surrounded by shelves filled with forgotten friends,the scent of ink and stories lingering in...
