Spread love as much as you can without the thought of recieving.
"From the laughter of a double-decker train ride to the warmth of Nani’s hugs, from tying rakhis to meeting new friends — this Rakshabandhan was a festival of love, bonds, and unforgettable memories."
A naming ceremony brought me home — but what I truly found was love, laughter, and a little bit of myself all over again.
Coming home after months felt like rewinding time—but it wasn’t just about the celebration of Anjali Didi’s wedding. Before the rituals, I needed to find peace... and I found it in the divine silence of Shri Gurna Mata Temple. That one visit healed parts of me I didn’t know were tired. In her presence, I didn’t just return home—I returned to myself. 🌸
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