You said, “Wait here.” The word wait had always ended well before. Wait while I tie my shoes.Wait while I pay the shopkeeper.Wait while I open the gate. Wait meant return. You tied my leash to a thin iron pole near the park bench.“You’ll be right back,” you said. The...
How many of us have noticed this quiet shift in life? When we have money, people come up to us and ask,“How are you?” But when we are poor, struggling, or broken, no one asks how.Instead, if we approach them, the question becomes,“Who are you?” Just one small change...
You don't have to be full of joy All merry and all bright You don't have to force festive cheer If you don't feel alright No, you're not obligated To be jovial and jolly To string the lights and sing the songs Or deck the halls with holly Perhaps you're missing...
Books are my best friends.They uplift me when I am down.They comfort me when I am sad.They warm me when I am lonely. They make me laugh when I want to cry,and make me cry when I want to laugh. Each page I turn feels likeit’s speaking to me—about me.The ink and print...
A rich man looked out of his window and saw a poor man picking food from a dustbin.He whispered, “Thank God I am not poor.” A poor man looked around and saw a naked man running through the street.He said, “Thank God I am not mad.” A mad titude Is a Matter of Pman...
Getting Through the Day There is an unbelievable amountwe are expected to cope with these days. You are supposed to have a job,a place to live,a family to support,taxes to pay—and somehow rememberevery password to Wi-Fi, mobiles, banks,and the endless doors of...
Changing the Batteries When a flashlight grows dim or stops working,you don’t throw it away—you change the batteries. When a person stumblesand finds themselves in a dark place,you don’t cast them aside either—you help them change their batteries. Some need AA —...
THE TRAIN At birth we boarded the train and meet our parents and we believed that they would always be with us. As time goes by other people board the same train and will be important - siblings, friends, children…the love of our lives. However, at some...
Dust If You Must Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be betterto paint a picture, write a letter, bake a cake, plant a tree—to ponder gently over what you truly need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,with rivers to cross and mountains to climb,music to hear,...
Some bonds in life don’t ask for everyday presence —they simply wait with quiet patience. 🌿✨ There are days when someone drifts into their own silence,days when the world feels too heavyand words refuse to come. But real care doesn’t leave on those days.It stays —...
Finding Purpose After 60 They say life slows down after sixty—but what if it’s the beginningof the most meaningful chapter? When the noise of expectations softens,the silence finally lets your own voice be heard.Dreams once postponedbegin to stretch awake again,like...
How Music Healed Me There was a time when my world felt too loudyet somehow too quiet inside.Then—music found me.Not with grand entrances or fanfare,but softly, like sunlight slipping through half-closed curtains. A single melody became a hand to hold.A rhythm became...
Growing Old Together Let’s grow old together—not in grand, loud moments,but in the quiet oneswhere love is felt more than spoken. In the tea we brewbefore the sun has woken,in the way we waitfor each other at the door,in the laughter that returnseven after long days....
If I Could Tell My Younger Self If I could tell my younger selfjust one thing,I’d say—breathe.Not every stormis meant to break you;some arriveonly to teach youhow strong you already are. I’d say—be kinder to yourself.You don’t need to carryevery expectationon small...
Letters I Never Sent Letters I never sentstill live in the quiet corners of my mind—folded whispers,creased from being read a thousand timesbut never spoken aloud. They carry wordsI was too shy to say,feelings I was afraid to feel,truths I wasn’t ready to face. Some...
They tell you not to cry,they say he’s just a dog, not a humanthey tell you it will pass,that love like this is small,that grief will fade. But they don’t know. They don’t know how many timesyou looked into his eyesand found the truth of yourself.They don’t know how...
The monsoon drifts away,and sunlight tiptoes back into our homes,slanting in through corners—soft shafts of gold,now here, now gone. In their glow,I discover remembrances,once dusted away,now ready to shine again. Old closets breathe open,drawers whisper of the...
A heart of gold to accept all animals in whatever state they come in A heart of steel to be able to say no when there just isn’t room for one more dog Knowing that you cannot save them all Patience with breeders who don’t seem to care, won’t help saying it’s not their...
Why do I feel so lost and empty Why does my eyes water without a reason Why has my smile and laughter faded away Why has sunshine gone and brought rain and sadness back again Each day I wake up with the hope that all will be fine I try to convince myself that I will...