Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.
From butterflies kissing flowers at dawn,
to trees that sway as the rains fall on;
a child’s sweet smile, an elder’s prayer,
the moon and a cookie, life’s joy everywhere.
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City of Gratitude
How would you design the city of the future?
A city where gratitude flows like streams,
nourishing lives, fulfilling dreams.
Each breath a gift, each life a prayer,
a future of harmony woven with care.
Ripples of the Infinite
A silhouette drifts in the dimming glow,
Revealing a presence all beings know.
What lingers is not the race we run,
But the oneness of earth, sky, and sun.
In stillness, the infinite comes clear,
We are but ripples that vanish, yet reappear.
Simi
Through Sudhanshu’s lens
Born of a Prayer
Where did your name come from?
Ila is prayer without demand,
a stream that carves through shifting sand.
Her essence, timeless, vast, and free,
a bridge between the “is” and “to be.”
Forevermore
What motivates you?
The vast unknown becomes my flame,
Each question whispers, never the same.
Embracing mystery, I’m free to explore,
Life opens its pages forevermore.
Where I Belong
What do you enjoy most about writing?
What I enjoy is the soul’s gentle flight,
turning my silence into verses of light.
Each word a rhythm, each pause a song,
in writing I find where I truly belong.
The Hymn of Gratitude
What positive emotion do you feel most often?
Gratitude dances, gentle and free,
a golden thread through all I see.
It sings in silence, bright and clear,
a timeless hymn I hold so near.
Freedom Through Life’s Seasons
Freedom is not a single moment.
It is a living, breathing companion, changing shape as we do,
Walking beside us through each season of life.
🌱 In Youth
It’s wings that learn to fly,
rising into the vast blue unknown,
testing the sky,
tasting the wind,
believing every horizon is theirs to claim.
❤️ In Love
It’s hands that hold without binding,
offering warmth without chains,
knowing that love grows best, when the soul can still breathe its own air.
🔥 In Struggle
It’s the fire that refuses to fade,
the courage that burns brighter
when shadows press in close,
a steady flame whispering, “You will rise.”
🌊 In Wisdom
It’s the quiet shore where the heart rests,
the storms behind,
the sun setting in gold,
and the soul knowing,
it was always free
🪖 In the Army,
Freedom wears a soldier’s guise,
guarding our dreams where danger lies.
This Independence Day,
let us honor freedom in all its forms, the kind that shapes the nation, and the kind that shapes the soul.
JAI HIND
Seeds of Tomorrow
How do you plan your goals?
I plant my aims like seeds in spring,
Give them the sun that small hopes bring.
Step by step, I let them grow,
Patience the path, and time the flow.
The True Supplies
Create an emergency preparedness plan.
Pack love, some laughter, a calm state of mind,
For storms may pass, but these you’ll find
Are what outlast the winds and rain,
The true supplies when life’s insane.
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