🎶Under the Sky of Music.....

👀Have you ever noticed how music is the only thing in life that does its job without asking too many questions?
“Why are you sad?”
“What happened?”

Just pure, comforting background therapy.

One moment you’re sitting in your messy room questioning every life choice you’ve ever made, and then out of nowhere Kishore Kumar enters like a wise old angel singing, “aa chal ke tujhe leke chalu...” and suddenly your whole mood resets.
Your brain goes from “I hate my life” to “Hmm...maybe life is beautiful.”🎶 

Let’s be honest....our generation survives mainly on two things: Music and overthinking. And sometimes, music is the only thing that stops overthinking from turning into a 10-season Netflix series.

• Walking Alone...
Without music? You’re just a normal human dodging potholes and street dogs. 
With music? You’re the main character of an emotional movie. 
Suddenly every tree, every shop, every stranger becomes part of your imaginary scene.
 Even the dog barking at you feels like background sound effects.

• Travelling in Bus....
Nothing hits harder than staring out of a dusty window while an old song plays.
You look like you’re going through a breakup....
when actually you’re just stuck in traffic and hungry.
But in your head you’re performing in a slow-motion montage.

• Cleaning the Room.....
Let’s be real...without music, cleaning is basically torture.
But one good playlist?
Now you’re cleaning like you’re preparing for a new era of your life.
You’re dancing with your broom.
You’re singing loudly like you’re getting paid for it.
You’re discovering clothes you forgot you owned.

• Cooking food....
Cooking without music... budget sadness.
Cooking WITH music... “I am a mature adult with my life together....yes, I’m cooking Maggie, but it’s aesthetic Maggie.”

• 2 AM Overthinking....
Ahh yes, our national hobby.
One peaceful song at 2 AM and suddenly...

"I think I am healing.”
“I think I am growing.”
“I think I’ll drink water and sleep like a responsible person.”

The song ends → back to chaos.

🎤 Old Songs Hit Harder Now...kishore Kumar, Mohammad Rafi, Lata Mangeshkar...their songs have something today’s songs don’t...

Peace. Meaning. And a whole lot of emotional maturity.

Today’s songs are like...“Party! heartbreak! shots! swag!”

Old songs are like...“Beta… zindagi tough hai but thoda shanti rakho.”

At this age, suddenly lines like...“aa chal ke tujhe leke chalu…”

feel extremely relatable.

It’s like the song is gently grabbing your stressed soul and saying:...“Come. Let’s go somewhere peaceful. Under a big sky. Away from drama.”

And for those few minutes, life actually feels soft.

🎵 Music Doesn’t Just Teleport You...It Fixes You Quietly

Some songs take you back to old memories....childhood mornings, school days, friendships, heartbreaks.

Some songs take you into the future....to a peaceful life, a happy version of yourself, a place where you’re calm and content.

And some songs take you inside yourself.

To the parts you never talk about.

The feelings you hide.

The dreams you secretly keep alive.

Music doesn’t magically solve problems...

but it makes them feel human.

It makes you feel understood without a single word.

It’s the only thing that can switch your world from...

“Everything is too much” to  “Okay...I can handle this.”

🎼 The Simple Truth...is

Life is messy.

People are unpredictable.

Your own thoughts sometimes behave like wild animals.

But music?

Music doesn’t betray.

Doesn’t confuse.

Doesn’t ask questions.

Doesn’t judge.

It just sits beside you and says,

“Relax. Let me take you somewhere better...even if just for a little while.”

A place under a calm sky.

A place inside your own heart.

A place where you feel like....you’re quietly winning at life. 🎶✨

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

🫶The heart doesn't want perfection..

 

👀“Koi toh hoga....jise dikhawa nahi, insaan pasand ho”

In a world where everyone is busy proving something, it sometimes feels like being real is the biggest challenge. People show perfect smiles, perfect days, perfect lives....even when nothing is perfect inside. Sometimes you look around and wonder...“Does anyone even like the real people?”

But trust me, somewhere....there will be someone. Someone who doesn’t care about how fashionable you look, how polished your personality is, or how confidently you speak. Someone who appreciates your awkward laugh, your nervous habits, your silly mistakes, and your not-so-perfect life. Because deep down, we all want the same thing...to be accepted without acting, without pretending, without wearing a mask.

👀“Koi toh hoga, jise hoshiyar nahi, nadaan pasand ho...”

Not everyone likes super-intelligent, always-correct, always-smart people. Some people love the sweet innocence, the unfiltered honesty, and the child-like heart that still exists in a few of us. Maybe you call someone the wrong name, maybe you tell a joke that is not funny at all, or maybe you get confused even in simple things...and still, someone finds that cute😊.

💭Someone thinks.......“Finally! A innocent human being.”

💗Sometimes being a little naive isn’t a weakness..it makes you real, warm, and easy to love.

Life is not an exam where you have to impress everyone

You don’t need to prove yourself to the world.

You don’t need to be perfect all the time.

You don’t need to hide your flaws like they are something to be ashamed of.

💞Because the truth is.....

not everyone is looking for someone perfect.

Some people are looking for someone real.

And maybe, just maybe....your real self is exactly what someone has been waiting for.

💗Let’s be honest....sometimes we try too hard.

You wear a nice outfit, do your hair perfectly, and still someone says, “Are you feeling sick today?”

And that’s when life teaches you: “Bhai, acting se acha original version hi sahi.”

💖Or you try to look smart in a conversation, and suddenly your brain decides to take a holiday.

You stand there and suddenly smiling like a baby...

Still...someone out there will think,

“Aww, cute.”

Because realness has its own charm...

even when it’s slightly embarrassing.

💕We all want someone who sees us....truly sees us.

Someone who listens, not judges & care about us.

Someone who laughs with us, not at us.

Someone who understands the silence we don’t explain...but makes us comfortable.

And you will find that person.

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow...but someday.

Until then, don’t change yourself into something you’re not.

Don’t dim your light to fit into someone else’s expectations.

Don’t pretend to be perfect....it’s exhausting anyway.

Instead, be exactly who you are.

Because somewhere in this big, loud, show-off world...

there will be someone who feels like home when they see the real you...

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

🌼 A Small Porch Moment That Turned Into a Whole Life Lesson...

❤Yesterday I was just minding my own business, walking outside in the porch, thinking about absolutely nothing productive...as usual. And suddenly, a whole tsunami of school kids came running out. I'm telling you, the way they run? Olympic athletes would cry. These kids don’t even run for marks...only for freedom, snacks, and cartoon time....

👧👶Among all that chaos, I noticed two little girls...probably sisters...running towards home. And honestly, siblings are the funniest and cutest chaos creators.

The elder sister was running full speed, but suddenly she noticed something: Her younger sister’s school bag was literally bigger than her whole personality. That poor kid was dragging that bag like it contained the entire history syllabus of India, plus some emotional baggage.

The younger one looked like: “Didi, I can’t...I’m a baby...take responsibility.”

And the elder sister? She didn’t argue, didn’t shout, didn’t roll her eyes like actual adult sisters do (but after all they help). She simply grabbed her sister’s giant bag...ON TOP of her own bag....took a deep breath, adjusted her tiny shoulders, and ran again.

And in that moment, I swear, it felt like I was watching a tiny superhero origin story.

Because that’s what siblings are....One minute they fight for the last piece of chocolate, next minute they’ll carry your whole life on their shoulders without even thinking twice.

😆It was funny....

😊It was cute....

💗It was too real....

Because life is literally like this: We all have our own “bags”...stress, work, family, expectations.

Some days it feels too heavy.

Some days someone notices our struggle and silently helps us.

And sometimes, we are the ones who carry someone else’s load even when we’re already tired.

💝That small moment taught me something big: Love is not loud. It’s not dramatic. It’s not filmy.

Sometimes love is just quietly picking up someone’s heavy bag and saying, “Chal, I got you.”

And honestly?

💬Kids do it better than adults.

No ego, no hesitation, no overthinking.

Just pure, simple care.

It made me smile so hard.

A tiny reminder that the world still has softness....

in the form of two little sisters running home with mismatched steps, heavy bags, and light hearts.

Sometimes the deepest lessons come from the smallest people.

And sometimes...you don’t need philosophy.

Just watch kids after school....they’ll teach you half of life.

✨ Happy, funny, simple, and somehow very deep. Just like childhood..

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

✨ The Beauty You See in peoples...Is a Reflection of You ✨

💞There’s something interesting about peoples:

everyone sees a different version of you. One person thinks you’re kind, another thinks you’re strong, and someone out there probably thinks you’re dramatic for no reason. Same person, same heart...but completely different reviews, like you’re a movie on Netflix or You-tube in multiple remake & languages.  

💭And that’s when you realise...

people don’t see you as you are...they see you as they are.

💗The ones who have softness inside will notice your soft side, even if you only show it for five minutes. The ones who understand loyalty will appreciate even your smallest efforts. And the chaotic ones? Oh, they’ll find something wrong even with your breathing pattern...It’s funny but painfully true.

💗If someone tells you, “You’re such a good listener👂,” it’s probably because they’ve spent half their life wishing someone would listen to them. 

If someone says, “You’re so positive✌,” they’re trying to hold on to positivity themselves. 

And if someone keeps calling you “too much😏,” maybe they just don’t have enough capacity.

💖Life is basically one big mirror.

We notice in others what we carry within ourselves.

💝You admire someone’s confidence? Maybe you’re slowly discovering your own.

You love someone’s kindness😊? Maybe your heart has been soft all along.

You’re drawn to someone’s strength💪? Maybe you’ve survived battles that would’ve broken💔 them.

💟The beautiful part is thisssss :

every compliment someone gives you is secretly a glimpse of their own soul.

Their words say more about them than about you.

People who see beauty everywhere carry beauty inside.

People who see good in you are usually good themselves.

People who see flaws in everyone are just tired of fixing their own.

And people who make you feel loved? They understand love...because they’ve learned it the hard way.

😉So next time someone says something kind to you, Just smile a little and think,

“Maybe this person carries something beautiful inside...and that’s why they saw it in me.”

💕In the end, we’re all reflections...walking, loving, hurting, healing, learning.

And sometimes...the beauty we see in others is simply the beauty we forgot we had in ourselves...

soo...be kind to everyone...

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

🥹Life in the Almost...Adult Phase🥺🤞

 

Suddenly we are caught between the age where we are too young👧 to give up and too old👵to waste time. There’s an age where almost every person feels stuck in the middle... Not a kid anymore, not a full adult either. Just...somewhere in between, trying to act like everything is fine while their mind is doing full-on traffic jam.

👥People at this stage are basically living a double life. On the outside they look mature...attending classes, going to work, smiling at relatives, pretending they “have a plan.” On the inside they’re like, “Bro, I’m just surviving. Please don’t ask me about my future.”

👦Everyone wants to do something big, but reality hits harder than Monday mornings. Dreams look cute until they demand consistency, patience, and leaving the comfort zone. Some people say, “I’ll start tomorrow,” and that tomorrow has been postponed since last month....                                                  

😀There’s this funny part too.

People want to be financially independent but still like getting free food🍛

They want mental peace but also binge-watch drama until 3 a.m💤

They want to grow up but cry when life gives them responsibilities💸

Adulthood is basically a mixture of “I got this” and “I need a break” every 10 minutes🕑 

But behind all these jokes, there’s real emotion.

😨People feel scared...scared of wasting years, scared of not becoming the person they imagine, scared of losing time while others seem ahead. They scroll on social media and suddenly life turns into a competition.

Everyone looks sorted, and they feel like the only confused person on planet Earth🌏

but they aren’t....

👤Almost everyone is low-key fighting their own battles...trying to heal, trying to understand life, trying to stay hopeful even when things feel messy. People carry silent fears, failed attempts, dreams they don’t talk about, and pressures they smile through.

👥This age is emotional because people are learning the hardest lessons:

🌷That friends drift away.

🌷That life won’t always go as planned.

🌷That effort matters more than intention.

🌷That healing takes time.

🌷That growing up means letting go of some old versions of themselves.

And still, no one wants to give up.

Because somewhere in them, there’s a spark that says, “I can make something out of this...just give me time.”

💗People are too young to quit on their dreams and too old to keep wasting time like it’s unlimited. 

So they try...slowly, clumsily, inconsistently, but they try....And that’s enough for now.

This age may be confusing, chaotic, and sometimes heartbreaking💔

but it’s also the age where people shape the strongest, realest version of themselves.💪😊

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

💭 The Starting Is Always Perfect and Memorable.....

😇The start always feels like a movie, right?

Everything’s new, exciting, full of energy....like life finally got its glow-up moment.

You’re motivated, people are nice, and even your playlist hits differently. But give it some time...and boom💥....the vibe slowly fades...

The “everything’s perfect” era turns into the....why is life so confusing ?😕....season.

The truth is...the start is always the easiest part. It’s all rainbows😊 and butterflies😀 until reality decides to send you a reminder...“Hey, calm down, this is real life.”

Like, when you start a new routine, you’re all hyped up....eating healthy food, journaling, waking up early, etc., 

A week later, you’re sipping chai ☕at 11.30 a.m. saying “we’ll try again Monday.”

Or when you meet new people...at first, it’s morning texts, deep talks, and “we’re literally twins👭.”

After a few months, it’s dry replies, cancelled plans, and “we should catch up soon” (that never happens).

And studies? Don’t even go there. The first day, you’re all “new notebook📚, new me😎.”

By mid-semester, you’re just flipping pages pretending to study while overthinking your life choices.

🍂That’s how it goes...the starting feels dreamy, but the middle part?...That’s where you see the real picture.

It’s messy, unpredictable, and sometimes totally off-script.

But here’s the twist...that’s the part that actually builds you.

🪷You learn patience when things fall apart.

🪷You learn peace when people drift away.

🪷You learn growth when plans flop but you still keep going.

So yeah, the starting is always perfect and memorable☺....

but the middle is where you grow up, glow up, and figure out who you really are...,

Because let’s be honest....perfect is pretty, but real is unforgettable. 💫

🌻With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

"🧿🌻Kajal...You’re the Memory I Keep Replaying”....

 “To My Roommate, My Practical Partner, My Comfort Person...Kajal”

It’s November, and I’m sitting at home....

College ended in June 2025, but somehow, my mind still keeps going back to those hostel days....to our chaos, our late-night talks, and all the stupid things we used to do.

And honestly Kajal, I’m missing you a little too much today, that’s why I’m writing this.

You know, it feels strange....no one here fights with me over who’ll make tea, No one’s laughing like you do when I say something dumb. It’s just...quiet.

And that silence makes me realize how much life changed after college ended.

We started as just room neighbours then practical partners....

I never thought you’d end up being my comfort person....You’ve literally seen me at my best and my worst — sleepy face, frustrated face, “I hate everyone” mood, “I’m done with college” drama — and somehow you still stick around.😂

You’ve handled my endless rants, my laziness, my overthinking, and my random deep talks at 1 a.m. like a pro.

You made college feel like home...but still bunk lectures. 

from those long lab hours where we had no clue what we were doing, to the random hostel talks that started with “let’s study” and ended with us laughing over nonsense.

You’ve been there in every mood...the sad, the fun, the stressed...and somehow you always made things feel lighter.

Now when I scroll through old pictures or hear a song we used to play, it all just hits differently....

I miss the noise, the mess, the last-minute practical rush, your random taunts, and even those tiny argument that lasted 10 minutes....not 10 minutes I think 5 minutes...

At that time, we never realized how special it all was. But now, sitting at home, I get it. Those were the days.

You’re not just my roommate or practical partner, Kajal.

You’re that one person who became home away from home...my comfort person, my daily dose of laughter, my peace in all the college chaos.

So yeah, maybe we’ve moved on to different routines now, but the memories we made?

They’ll always stay...loud, funny, emotional, and full of warmth.

I’m just really glad I met you.

And if I could go back and relive those college days again, I’d do it...only if it meant having you around, exactly like before. ❤

With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"

💫 The Words That Enlighten the Soul💫........

☕💭I once read, “The words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels.”

I didn’t really understand it then, but now I do.

Lately, I’ve been preparing for competitive exams. It’s not easy....long hours, endless notes, and a mind full of “what ifs.” Some days I feel motivated, and other days, I just stare at my books wondering if all this effort will even be worth it.

Last month, I went to a family function. Honestly, I didn’t want to go. My exam results hadn’t gone well, and I just wanted some quiet time. But after several calls and requests, I finally went.....and as expected, within minutes, the questions began ...“Beta, how was your exam?”...“You didn’t clear it yet?”...“This exam is very tough, only very intelligent students can crack it.”

And of course, the comparison....“See my daughter, she appeared for interview...it in her first attempt...”

I smiled politely, but inside, it hurt.

It wasn’t about jealousy or insecurity.....it was just exhaustion.

Because when you’re already struggling, even casual words can sting.

When I came back home, I was quiet. My mom noticed instantly.

She didn’t ask a hundred questions, she just said, “Unke words ko dil pe mat le... Log toh bolte hi rehte hain.....Tu bas sun aur chhod de....I know you can do it.” ❤

That one line felt like a breath of relief.

Simple words....no drama, no lecture, just faith.

And sometimes, that’s all you need.

That’s when I realized....

Words are really powerful.

Some make you doubt yourself, and some remind you who you are.

Some drain you, and some refill your heart with strength.

We can’t control what people say, but we can choose what we hold onto.

And I’ve decided....I’ll carry my mom’s words with me... Always. 💫

💬 Lesson:

Not every word deserves space in your heart...I said not every word...okay

Ignore the ones that hurt, hold on to the ones that heal.

Because sometimes, one simple “I know you can do it” is all the light your soul needs. 🌼

Some words break you, some rebuild you...choose wisely. 💫

With love....

" Here's to finding beauty in small things- Sakshi 🌸"