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Contemplated Prelude

“I am the creator of my own little nest,

I assemble my twigs with lot of care.

I endeavor to give my little ones all the warmth i can,

And yet not let them be a naive, in the world out there.

So some branches are tender and soft,

Just the way my nestlings are,

And few are dry, to not let them be vulnerable.

As for harshness in the world , there’s no bar.

Simi
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A lover of life and its divine details, I chose many professions, but writing chose me. The word infinity has always stirred a quiet wonder in me, about where we come from, where we’re going, and what lies beyond. It is this wonder that fuels my words. A certified life coach, dentist, nutritionist, dietitian, content creator, and French language enthusiast, I wear many hats, but at heart, I’m a seeker. A seeker of meaning, of beauty, of the unseen stories that surround us. To me, life is not a destination, but a sacred process of continuous learning, feeling, and unfolding. This space, Poetry and Fitness, is where my passions meet: emotional well-being, physical health, parenting reflections, and poetic expression. Through every post, every poem, and every quote, I hope to spark thought, healing, and a sense of connection. Thank you for being here. Let’s grow, heal, and rise together.

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