Ummmm… today is a very special day for me.
I always wait for this day 🥰
Mostly, I bake cakes and cookies on the evening of 24th December.
Then, on the 25th, we first eat cake together with our family, friends, and neighbours.
After that, I give cakes and cookies to my neighbours; we exchange gifts and take blessings from the church 🤍
I give biscuits to street dogs and spend some cute time with them.
Then we roam around our streets, where the Christmas decorations are wonderfully made, sing Christmas songs, and dance with kids, etc.


Merry Christmas to everyone 🎄🎁

My hometown 🏡❄️
How's the scenery?💗🤌🏻

React ❤️ if you like

After a few days, there’s also a celebration of the
whole ‘year being wasted’ 🙂

Literally, one year ending again, and guess what...!

I remained unemployed again 🎸🫠

Let’s close the chapter of 2025 through these snow-covered mountains…
This year didn’t go perfectly, but there has been a lot of improvement. I’ve learned to understand both my right and wrong decisions much better.
I met some good people, and at the same time, I had encounters with not-so-good ones too.
Even if the resolutions I set for this year weren’t fulfilled, it’s okay—because compared to who I was last year, I’ve come a long way.
And maybe in the coming year, I’ll move even further ahead.
Don’t worry. Keep doing your work and have faith in karma.
Just remember this: don’t give up. If you’ve come this far, make sure you stay till the very end and see it through.💗✨

One year has passed, and a new year has arrived.

Those who were meant to leave went away without any reason, without saying a word,
and those who were meant to stay remained, without any reason.

May God keep that person close to me in the same way and bless them always,
because only when our own people are well, we truly feel well too.


HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎊🍀❤️

When I walk along the road, I notice many things—sometimes I notice many people too.

Those who already have a lot of money still want more. For that, they go to religious places, pray, and even donate money—and of course, they have the right to do so.

But instead of that, if they spent at least five rupees to buy a packet of biscuits and gave it to the hungry dogs on the street, would that really be such a bad thing?

Many people call them dirty and feel disgusted by them.
Tell me something—why do we call a cat “cute,” but when we want to insult someone, we call them a “dog”?
They are also living beings of this world. Just like us, they too have the right to live.

While trying to insult a human being, aren’t we unknowingly insulting those voiceless, innocent souls instead?

Today I was deleting some unnecessary images from my phone. And again and again, the screen kept asking me, “Are you sure?”

Honestly, I paused for a second and smiled at how strange that felt. Even a machine asks for confirmation before removing something from its storage. Even a machine double-checks before ending a connection with what it has been holding onto.

And then I thought about us—humans, the ones who operate these machines.

Before ending a relationship, we don’t ask for confirmation. we often can’t even offer the simple courtesy of information. No explanation. No warning. No final words. Just silence.

Maybe that’s what hurts the most. Not the ending itself. But the way it ends..so casually, so suddenly… as if it never mattered.

Life needs only one person who forgives you even after a thousand mistakes and still pulls you close.
Someone who never leaves.
Someone you can say anything to at any time, and they listen to everything with a smile… they show affection, they care, they understand you.
Even if you stay busy and forget to check on them…
At the end of the day, when you see just one message from them at night, after all the pain your heart still says,


“Ah… this person is still there for me.” ✨💗

•If kisses were raindrops, I’d just let it pour on you… nonstop, messy, like a storm you never want to escape 🥹

•If hugs were seconds, I wouldn’t count time anymore… I’d just keep giving, hours turning into forever without even noticing✨

•If smiles were water, I’d drown you in an ocean of them… soft, quiet, endless 🌊

♡And if love could take a shape… maybe I’d just show up as me, standing there, a little imperfect, but completely yours🩵

Still… all these little things — showers, hours, seas, and me,they feel too small somehow
Because what I feel,it doesn’t really fit into words or gifts or pretty lines
It’s just there… constant, stubborn, a little chaotic…
but real 💎
unconditional, endless…
and caring for you in ways I can’t even explain properly 💫

At the end of the day,
to keep yourself peaceful
some changes become necessary.

Maybe speaking less,
staying a little distant,
not getting too attached to everyone,
expecting less from people,
and learning to protect
your own peace first.🤍

The Habit of Being Alone

There was a time when I thought some people would never leave.
But time taught me that everyone stays only for a while.
The people I thought were mine slowly went away.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop them; I could only watch them grow distant.
At first, being alone hurt a lot, but little by little, I got used to it.
Now, I don't try to hold on to anyone anymore. Being alone has become the place where I feel the safest. 🍂✨

3:07 a.m.

maybe in another life,
I don't have to convince anyone that I'm worth staying for.
maybe love doesn't arrive with an expiration date.
maybe no one slowly becomes a stranger while I'm still memorizing their soul.
I stop rereading old conversations, searching for the moment everything changed.
my heart finally forgets what abandonment feels like.
someone holds my hand without secretly preparing to let it go.
and I fall asleep knowing i'm loved, not wondering if I'll be forgotten tomorrow.

maybe in another life... the night is quieter, because my heart finally is too.

Loving someone so deeply that even after being hurt, leaving never feels possible. Every pain is buried, every tear swallowed, just to stay beside them a little longer.

When they get angry, the only instinct is to calm them down, care for them, and wait... hoping they'll say even a few words.

Not every heart knows how to speak, but it still hopes to be understood without having to explain itself.

Maybe that's all love ever asks for—to be understood by the one it chooses, even in silence.❤️‍🩹