Tag: fun

  • You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    But,
    Isn’t all of this pre-decided…?

    Aren’t we living in a world where each action is predetermined…?
    and it’s playing according to what is already written..!

    We ask,
    Ask that stone figurine,
    Ask that book,
    Ask prophets and religious scholars——
    His will;

    And,
    All we get in return of our questions,
    Our deep profound questions that make this life feel like a lost cause are answers that we already know——


    It’s according to their will and nothing will betray it,
    and,
    the number of breaths that are written in your fate,
    you will breathe them-
    no more than that and no less than that…!

    The more they talk about it in circles,
    the less credible they feel;
    ————
    A scenario that happened in real life


    Once a person asked me who am I to challenge the word of G0d and not believe in everything that is told to me by my elders and preachers;

    A question that has A simple answer,
    which would hurt him;

    But,
    on telling him that,
    “I’ve reached an age where I can question things and form my own thoughts and opinions about them,
    and I need no support to have my own system that helps me transverse this world;

    but,
    there are instances where I get stuck and I need answers,
    that’s why I seek these religious believers who have devoted their lives to a spiritual being,
    for these questions…!”

    What about your parents…
    Don’t they feel ashamed when you question their beliefs…?

    “Again,
    I’ve reached an age where I am able to form my own beliefs and follow what appears true to me and my conscience,
    and,
    if it doesn’t,
    no one has the right to force me into a religious practice that I don’t like…!”

    You're someone who came from Hindu parents and how can you question the religion that you came from…?

    Again,
    it was their duty to assure that I grew up strong and with a will that would help me survive this world,
    and,
    they never questioned anything that I asked them,
    even if it was something about religion;

    I came from them,
    and they happen to practice Hinduism,
    But,
    that doesn’t make me someone who would blindly trust anything that happens around us;

    That’s why I ask such questions,
    and,
    when my questions got away from their scope they told me to ask these questions to people who are at the pinnacle,
    these pandits,
    maulanas,
    paathis and father in a church-

    The questions that I might have…!
    ——

    Anger,
    now visible on their face,
    I decided to move away from them after greeting the pandit,
    and walking back home…!

    I thought to myself was  it G0d’s will that a passerby would arrive and feel anger when I questioned not him but a pandit who was answering my questions because of our he has been for the past couple of years;

    Next day on returning I found that,
    the person who got into a verbal quarrel with me over belief,
    Got into some trouble as he was cheating the customers of their money by rigging his scale and shorting their weight by a few ten grams each time;

    Until a raid was made when he was chanting mantras in a section of his workspace where he made a small temple…!

    A person bought a kilo of sugar and he told one of the employee that it feels light;

    Before he could intervene and press the switch that neutrals the scale,
    it was taken off by officers from
    the department and they found out he could change it from zero to 50 grams;

    After shifting its entire blame on a poor employee instead of him,
    He got away with a warning and the employee was taken away by the officers…!

    The next day as I came across him,
    I asked,
    how did he feel after throwing someone under the bus when he was really the mastermind behind it all…?

    On saying what are you going to do about it,
    I knew he was a person who was religious just to wash away his sins after committing them,
    and,
    didn’t ever thing about not committing them in the first place…!

    Few days later,
    the police shut down his shop,
    after that employee didn’t know how to control that machine and its tweaking;

    He was arrested for cheating numerous customers over a span of a decades and also cancelled the license of the weighing scale shop where he got it modified from…

    A tale that I tell to people who show off their religion and boast about it,
    but,
    in their shadow,
    they become someone akin to a thief,
    and cheat the same people they sit with and chant with and eat food with in the home of G0d…!

    I do have some more questions that I need to ask him,
    but,
    I’m waiting for some sort of transformation to happen on its own…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    (Part-1)

    I wish I would have known about his drinking habit——
    excessive drinking habit before we were married;

    He drinks to a point where he becomes a slop,
    and is unable to walk or even stand and that brings me immense shame,
    no matter how much I say…!

    It started from drinking only at the weekend to get rid off all the troubles and stresses that he had at work,
    later it was every other day,
    and now it has become every day…!

    It only became a bigger problem when one day he didn’t have money,
    I know there were a few days for the month to still be over,
    and,
    He asked me for some money;

    On asking him the reason why he needed the money,
    He told me that he needed to buy something and he didn’t receive his salary in full as there were some days he took off due to some health problems..
    (Throwing up after a night of drinking and not having enough energy to go to work the next day…)


    I told him that,
    I’ll buy him whatever he needs when I go to the market in the evening,
    At that time it was 1:30pm and I planned on going to market at 5 in the evening…!

    He asked me to give him some money which I refused,
    In retaliation,
    he struck me…!

    It was the very first time I was struck by his hand,
    And,
    there was shame and fear and anger mixing in my mind,
    my face was radiating heat where his palm hit my face;

    To which he only said,
    give me some money,
    I grabbed my purse and threw some money in his direction which he missed and got on all fours and picked up the notes and went outside…!

    I was there,
    left all alone,
    all alone to cope,
    to face what just happened to me,
    as I stared at my face,
    my wheatish face turned red in shame,
    and the impression of his palm on my left cheek,
    that covered the whole left side of my face…!

    I sobbed,
    those seconds,
    turned into minutes
    minutes into hours;

    and,
    I sat there sobbing,
    uncontrollably for atleast a few hours,
    before I could get a hang of the situation,
    it was 4:45 in the evening…

    I looked at my face in that broken mirror that was held together by clear tape,
    broken by him one day as he returned home and couldn’t stand and took its support which came down and broke from one of the corners pricking his shoulder and it was a bloody mess…!

    We didn’t buy a new one because we planned on changing the whole dressing table which would come with a big mirror;

    But,
    my hopes and dreams with this guy who I married washed away as I turned on the tap and watched the water go down the drain…!


    I washed my face after staring at the water,
    and it hit the left side of my face like it was pricking it…!


    I lightly tapped my face with my hands full of water and it hurt,
    it hurt more than it made me angry now,
    as I sat on the can and thought to myself,
    is this what I’m left with,
    left to be a punching bag,
    that takes all the hits and stays shut…!

    I called my mom,
    She answered my second call and before I could tell anything to her,
    she told me that someone saw Ravi(my husband);
    drinking at 12 noon,
    Outside the liquor shop;


    Another time your uncle saw him limping towards your home as he was coming to our house;


    She asked,
    He hasn’t raised his hand or anything right,
    because I don’t know what we would do then…!

    These words were enough,
    I know no one would be coming to my rescue,
    and if something were to happen to me,
    I wouldn’t have to call her…!

    I’m alright maa,
    I wanted to ask abut something,
    but I’ll call you later,
    he will be coming home soon..!

    As I controlled myself,
    I cut the call and cried,
    cried until I couldn’t…!


    ………


    After drinking a big glass of water,
    I went to our bed and fell asleep…!

    Hope no daughter has to face this day.
    but,
    In this world we live with monsters that do this on the daily,
    No daughter deserves to be treated this way…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Segregation amongst ourselves…!

    Segregation amongst ourselves…!

    A woman beaten just because she was taking water out of a handpump;

    A person of lower class made to drink his own urine as a form of torture;

    A person not allowed to take water from the tank that was set up by higher class;

    A person,
    just like you and I,
    denied medical treatment just because of their class;

    The same not allowed to travel in an ambulance in emergency,
    or even when taking the lifeless body…!

    The above are just the surface level things,
    and,
    you won’t believe my words if I were to dwell deeper,
    and talk about the injustices amongst women and girl child…

    The type of atrocities they face in backward areas of our own Country——
    India 🇮🇳!

    We talk about being equal,
    Talk about abolishing the rights granted to them by the government,
    But,
    We can’t seem to consider them equal to us,
    and,
    until we can’t——

    We cannot abolish the rights and reservations granted to them by court of law…!

    I know that it starts from us,
    from each one of us,
    to treat them with respect that each and every person deserve;

    No matter their social class,
    no matter where they stand,
    no matter if they come from money or not,
    They are humans and deserve a life just like us…!

    And,
    until we can’t see them as fellow beings,
    just like you and I;

    We must live in a world with reservations,
    Until segregations exist within our minds…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Bhakt banu ya Andhbhakt…?

    Bhakt banu ya Andhbhakt…?

    Kaha jaane lagaa mujhe bachpan se hee-
    kay jao mandir,
    Jao maatha tekne apna uss dwaar par jahaa viraajmaan hain hamare bhagwaan…

    Jee naa karne par bhee chala gaya main,
    uss din se nafrat hone lagi mujhe,
    dono uske naam se,
    aur,
    woh jis dwaar par staaphit usse bhee…

    kyaa samjhu main apne aap ko?

    Ek kaafir,
    dushman apne dharm kaa,
    kyonki,
    Sabh ho jaate dur jabh main kehta main nahi maantaa kisi khuda main,
    jo aaye kabhi iss dunya main,
    aur,
    unke naam par karobaar chalu kar diya ha ham logon ne…!

    Karobaar kaisa…?
    Pooche woh mujhse…

    Magar,
    Main apne shabd bolne se pehle chupa lu,
    aas paas ka mahaul dekh;

    Par,
    jabh gaur se dekhu main,
    dikhe mujhe kayi log,

    Ek hindu jiske hoton par saji cigarette aur kash kheeche bade woh;

    Ek panjabi jiske haath main jaam aur kuch pal baad woh phir khatam kar bhar le woh kaanch ka glaas;

    Ek musalmaan bhai mera jo waise toh manaa karta koi bhee nashe ko par aksar paau main usko chabate hue tobacco;

    Bhai bolu main sabh ko,
    par apni jagah larh rahe ha woh inse,
    har ek aeb se jo lage unko;


    Main bhee apni jagah kahaa theek?

    Mujhe bhee lagay kitne aeb,
    sharab,
    woh naa mile toh dhuaa pau apne aas paas…!

    Apni jagah main kharaab,
    par itna nahi kee main maan lu har ek baat jo mera dharm kahe mujhe…!

    Par,
    Waakiye,
    Abhi toh tumne kahaa kee tumhara koi dharm nahi!!!

    Jee haan,
    mera koi dharm nahi,
    aur ye hee mera dharm;

    Kisi ko bure mahaul main dekh main khush ye mera dharm nahi,

    Kisi neeche ko neecha dikhana ye mera dharm nahi,

    kisi bure insaan ko bure karam karte dekh usse naa rokna—
    ye mera dharm nahi…!

    Binaa kisi kitaab ke jeena jo mujhe bataye kya sahi kyaa galat ye ha mera dharm,
    aur ye dharm,
    koi murat nahi,
    koi patthar nahi,
    koi kitaab bhee nahi;

    Ye woh ha,
    jo mere mann main,
    mere andar…!

    Mera dharm…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍




    English Translations

    Should I become a sane believer or a blind one?

    I was told since childhood,
    “Go to the temple,
    Go bow your head at that doorway where our God resides…”

    Even when I didn’t want to, I went.
    And from that very day,
    I began to hate both,
    His name,
    and the doorway where He was placed…

    What am I supposed to think of myself?

    An infidel?
    An enemy of my own religion?
    Because everyone distances themselves the moment I say
    that I do not believe in any God
    who ever came into this world,
    and that we humans have turned their names into a business…!

    “What kind of business?”
    they ask me…

    But before I can speak my thoughts aloud,
    I hide them,
    after looking at the atmosphere around me;

    Yet when I observe closely,
    I see many people——

    A Hindu, with a cigarette resting on his lips, drawing deep puffs;

    A Punjabi, with a drink in his hand, only to refill that glass again moments later;

    A Muslim brother of mine,
    who speaks against every form of intoxication,
    yet I often find him chewing tobacco;

    I call them all brothers,
    yet each of them is fighting battles within themselves,
    against every flaw that clings to them;

    And where am I right myself?

    I too carry countless flaws——
    alcohol,
    and if not that, then smoke surrounds me…!

    I am flawed in my own ways,
    but not enough to accept every single thing my religion tells me to…!

    “But, Waakiye,
    didn’t you just say you have no religion?”

    Yes,
    I have no religion,
    and that itself is my religion;

    To feel happiness seeing someone trapped in darkness—
    that is not my religion;

    To belittle someone already beneath you—
    that is not my religion;

    To watch a cruel person commit atrocious acts
    and not stop them—
    that is not my religion…!

    To live without a book telling me what is right and wrong—
    that is my religion.

    And this religion
    is not an idol,
    not a stone,
    not even a book;

    It is that
    which lives in my heart,
    within me…!

    My religion…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Isn’t she your wife …?

    Isn’t she your wife …?

    I asked him on a serious note because I thought he was joking to me about the statement he just said…!

    “She owes me intimacy,
    because she is my wife…!”


    He repeated himself in that Delhi metro coach that had AC running and cold sweats started to form on my head and my back,
    thinking on how many levels he was wrong…!

    I asked him to repeat because I thought I heard him wrong…!

    You heard me right the first time…!

    This was one of the reasons I married her,
    I was physically active before and I asked her if she was——

    She said she wasn’t;

    But,
    that doesn’t mean men don’t have any needs…!

    ———

    The words that he was spewing from his mouth made me realise how big of a mistake I made in choosing him as a friend,
    A brother who helped me get through some tough times and I did the same with him;

    But,
    How did all of this escape my observation…?
    I thought to myself!


    How did I let such behaviour pass through my scope?
    Did my mind automatically filter this behaviour,
    or——
    did it avoid bringing up such things because It knew what type of answers it would receive…!

    Must have been the latter…!

    Because I never remember bringing up girls/women on any topic to him…!

    We debarked that metro and I asked him to join me for a quick snack…!

    As we sat in Burger King at Rajiv chowk and ordered burgers and drinks;

    And,
    I asked him yet again…!

    Bhai,
    you know that your relationship or your married life cannot hinge on intimacy right?

    It felt like he was about to choke on his burger and I advised him to take a sip of his cold drink;

    He told me something that shook me to my core,

    “There are needs that I have——”

    Cutting him I said,
    “What about her,
    Her needs or her own choices…?”

    Just because you married her,
    it doesn’t mean that she owes you sex…!

    And nowhere it says,
    that your needs are above hers…!

    He laughed that evil and psychotic laugh that a person does when he thinks he’s bigger than anyone and everyone is beneath them…!

    ————

    When I married her,
    I paid it all off on my own,
    And,
    Didn't demand any dowry——

    I didn’t ask for a single penny,
    and it was their choice to give me a small car and some furniture;

    Maybe they thought it was enough,
    but,
    the fathers of daughters give their daughters each and every thing,
    from small to big like fridge, AC, TV and many other things…!
    But,
    they thought a small car would be enough if I said no…!

    Who even has a small car in these times…!

    I was looking at him in horror as this dumb fellow of mine was travelling on metro because the thar that he bought after selling off their car was too big to bring where our office was situated…!

    All it did was collect dust by the evening and each morning the cleaner would clean it…!

    I was looking at his face as he was chomping down his burger and was onto the next one and occasionally sipping on his drink…!

    And I came to the realisation,
    This grown a55 dude was a man child who was a puppet with the old ideas that boasted teaching women their place and getting the most out of a father who just gave their daughters their whole worlds
    to such son in laws…!

    He made a mess while eating and his mouth was covered in sauce,
    I handed him a napkin to clean it and he took out his phone and in it
    he checked and cleaned it…!

    From an outside observers pov you would think that he was a medium
    built man wearing a shirt and pants working 9 to 5,
    earning good money,
    travelling by metro and trying to conserve energy and helping nature…

    But,

    As soon as all of it was over,
    He would go to his real self,
    and become this person who would be unrecognisable from
    what he was…!

    The type of warning I give to all those who are seeking people and looking for partners who would complete them…!

    The story remains incomplete because that is where I draw a line,
    Only when a person shows efforts of change,
    There is a need for your interference…!

    If not,
    you must not go out of your way to get them to change…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • In a fight to seek Justice….!

    In a fight to seek Justice….!

    An already answered prompt telling me to go into my saved half written posts and completing them…!


    Trigger Warning:
    This piece references sexual violence, crimes against minors, death, and the emotional aftermath of injustice.


    न्याय ?

    आए दिन खबर आए,
    आस में हम सभ की न्याय…!
    
    किसी दिन,
    एक छोटी लड़की—
    २.५ साल की;
    
    एक बुजुर्ग औरत किसी दिन,
    ८० साल की थी जो;
    
    
    और हमारे मुंह से निकले,
    वही शब्द;
    
    ——
    
    किसी अनजान के मुंह से वह निकले हैरानी में,
    
    मगर—
    पीड़ित जो,
    उसकी माँ-बाप के मुंह से निकले वोह,
    आह में,
    अनंत दुख में;
    
    ——
    
    बस एक ही गुहार जो आज इकट्ठा हुए—
    इकट्ठा हुए हम सभ,
    कि
    कभी मिल पायेगा,
    उसको,
    या उसके परिवार को 
    न्याय?
    
    या
    घूमते फिरेंगे कुछ दिनों में ये हैवान,
    फिर-
    किसी और के साथ ऐसा कुछ होने पर,
    उसे मौत के घाट उतार देने पर;
    
    
    मिले वही चेहरे,
    एक बार फिर किसी दूसरी रैली पर,
    एक और जान को गवा देने के बाद;
    
    हम सभ भूल जाएँगे,
    एक बार फिर से भूल जाएँगे;
    
    क्या होता है वोह शब्द,
    जिसको पाने के लिए एकत्र किए थे—
    इस सरकार से,
    इस खाखी वर्दी से;
    
    कि,
    कभी मिलेगा हमे,
    या,
    उन पीड़ितों के घर वालो को,
    

    न्याय…?



    English translation….! ⬇️


    Justice….?

    Every other day we hear the news,
    All of us seek justice—

    Someday,
    It’s a little girl
    2 and a half year old;

    Someday it’s an old woman,
    80 year old she was;


    And from our mouths you hear,
    That same word;

    ——

    From an unknown person’s mouth its spoken in a tone that’s surprising,

    But,
    From the victim’s—
    Their Mother’s and father’s mouth its heard
    In pain,
    In eternal sorrow;

    ——

    On that same painful note-
    We all have gathered here today,

    Someday we’ll be able to find her,
    and to her family,
    Justice…!

    Or,

    In a few days these animals will roam freely,
    And again,
    when this act is repeated with someone,
    And her existence is removed from
    the face of the earth;


    The same faces will meet again,
    Meet again on someone else’s rally,
    After losing yet another soul;

    We all will forget,
    In this deranged forgetfulness we will seek justice once again;

    Seeking that word or its meaning;


    To find it we have gathered here today,
    From the government,
    From these policemen;

    Can we ever find it,
    Or,
    Help their parents find…

    Justice…?


    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A serious conversation about WordPress and what people really want you to see…!

    A serious conversation about WordPress and what people really want you to see…!

    What gives you direction in life?

    2/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    There is a problem that comes in with being active on WordPress…!

    and I hope someone has encountered it too…!

    And,

    to prove it to you all I am attaching a image below ⬇️

    All of those show you prompts that I’ve answered some time before;

    And,

    before I began I made a promise to myself…!


    I won’t answer a same question until there are significant changes in my life;

    and I haven’t had that drastic of a change in my life that I go on answering the same questions again and again…!


    So,

    I’m going to dip into my some freely written posts without any restrictions of time and thought process…!


    Do you only see what you want….?

    No...

    Sometimes they only show what they want to be seen as,
    and they're so good at it,
    you come to know it later,

    that—

    They aren't even a speck of what they act,
    like their behaviour and their actions are polar opposite of what they are with you...

    ——

    I’m glad I came to know this earlier and distanced myself,

    or rather,

    I'm glad things came up and brought distance between us...

    ——

    Now that I sit back and see,
    I cannot agree more with those pointing fingers at you,

    and telling the world—
    what sort of a person you are...

    ——

    I'm glad and breathe in peace,
    that no-where,

    there will be fingers pointed at my face,

    for the fact that I was still in contact with such individuals...

    (P.s.
    I might have been,
    but,
    all of our connections are long gone...)

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Pseudo—camping and joining back work….!

    Have you ever been camping?

    1/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    It was a slow day at work yesterday and I had to join back someday and I told myself why not today…!

    So I went back to work and started where I left off and began working on the blanks that I prepared before I took the days off for my sister’s wedding…!

    I was able to hunk off quite a bit of material and I think I will be done with what was left around 1 in the afternoon—

    And I will begin on the second lot today itself and prepare some material for stock as we were running out of it before I went on my leave…!


    A packed day it is and it will be a long one too,

    but,

    I need to draw a line somewhere,

    I need to fulfill the promises I made to myself and set boundaries at work like working for a finite amount of time and we have started to reject emergency orders which bring us under a lot of pressure and even after the order is complete we are given the same amount that we were supposed to get if we were doing it on a normal time like a span of a day or two…!

    It’s a lot of work that we are turning down but that comes after being forced to work like literal machines and not being paid adequately for it…!


    And once that happens we can charge extra for the emergency work that requires same day action on something…!

    It’s not something I see purely from a business pov but;

    I see it from a view that it gives us a sense of accomplishment and we are adequately paid for it too because we are making time from our packed routine to accommodate your emergency…!


    Something that is hard to see if you’re not looking at it from an industrial pov where things go wrong and require maintenance at every single step…!


    Coming back to the prompt

    Camping and my views on it

    Let me be honest;

    I’ve never been on a camping trip per se—

    like,

    We didn’t plan in advance and bought gear and prepared ourselves and took training for setting up tent and any other thing…!

    But—

    I’ve been to enough hill stations and have enjoyed the pseudo-camps that they have set up there…!


    I remember a trip to a place called narkanda which is 60 something kilometres upwards of Shimla and where we booked our homestay…!

    And at that place they were setting up these tents next to the bonfire that they had made out of old metal drums and they were putting in wood that they brought from a shed that was attached to the property…!


    and after paying extra we got in those tents and took the feeling of what it feels like camping…!

    Well,

    pseudo—camping to be honest

    because all of the stuff was provided to us like food in plates and timber was added to the fire by the homestay staff;

    and all we did was sit put in that rent and even blankets were provided to us in that tent and we slept like logs…!


    Let me bring your attention to

    Pseudo—camping

    because that is what we did,

    we didn’t hunt(pretty sure that isn’t allowed here in India)

    we didn’t cut down trees to keep the fire running,

    and we didn’t set up tent as it was already there;

    But,

    we did feel like we did camping…!

    (or maybe in an essence…)


    To camping—

    A pseudo one if you may;

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • An Indian kid’s favourite festival and the aftermath of a wedding programme…!

    An Indian kid’s favourite festival and the aftermath of a wedding programme…!

    What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?

    30/04/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    I’m back here after a gap of a few days and successfully completing my sisters wedding programme…

    A few things still remain incomplete and a few payments still remain pending which will be completed in the coming week…!

    We have that sort of liberty with businesses we made purchase from because we buy stuff from them on the regular and we started our conversation with this fact that we are from the bride’s side and we will have expenses…!

    And,

    only after they agreed we picked up stuff from them;


    The time forward will be of a lot of hardwork and we will have to pinch ourselves and save each and every penny(well in our case rupee)

    Because in the coming days ahead there will be people who will be visiting us both from ours and grooms side and we will have to prepare ourselves accordingly;


    And,

    I’m happy for the fact that we were able to manage it on our own,

    well we took help of my cousins and a brother who is not blood related but took the place of someone who’s more than that and arranged it all for us…!


    Other than that,

    all of us will be operating in recovery mode because we moved so much here and there each day;

    All of my joints are making a clicking noise when I move and I can’t seem to do away with the back pain that has been surging from the day before the programme started;

    Maybe because I had to sleep on a foam mattress that we took from a business on rent…!

    All of this will generally fade away on its own,

    but,

    I’ll find a doctor or a physiotherapist if the pain persists longer than a few more days…!


    Coming back to the prompt

    My favourite holiday and why I like it…

    Being an Indian and Panjabi Brahmin on top of that;

    We don’t celebrate Easter or Christmas but we do get involved with the people following Christianity in their celebrations…!

    For me it would be

    Diwali 🪔

    A festival that all of the nation celebrates at the same time and welcomes goddess Lakshmi asking her for prosperity in our home;

    Also lighting diyas 🪔 in our homes;

    Just like the people did in Ayodhya when lord Rama won the war with Lord Ravana…!


    We,

    Well most Indian children like it because we are with our family, eat sweets and we are handed over money in the form of gifts and we can use it however we want when we are adults;

    But,

    when we were kids all of it was taken away from us by our parents…!

    something that still stays with us even after so many years…!


    We are together and we pray to the almighty to bless us and the people around us with life and prosperity and we also ask for forgiveness for our mistakes and shortcomings that we have and also ask for the power to get over them in the coming year…!

    We also ask the almighty—

    For a better life to those who have left for the holy abode and maybe reincarnation into another life…!


    A festival that reminds us of the people who we were with last year and their presence is missed if they aren’t with us anymore…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A big family wedding and none of regrets whatsoever…!

    Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.

    24/04/2026@Waakiye

    Hey..

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    These past few days have been hectic,

    I thought to myself I was prepared for all the preparations that were require to get my sister married;

    But,

    On the first day(which is still going on as it’s 17:52 hours here;

    I had to run multiple kilometres up and down my area in search of essentials;

    and,

    On getting my hands on the things I returned home, only to be told that there was something that was needed in the same direction and also in the opposite direction and I’d leave home once again just to bring the required stuff…!

    The required stuff would be water cans and other things like dhoti and muslin cloth…!


    A responsibility that I was brought to me by fate and I had to shoulder it,

    That day is finally upon us all;

    Today is mehandi and ladies sangeet;

    And we will be free tomorrow after haldi in the afternoon;

    After which we can safely do everything we want and prepare for marriage that will be in the day after tomorrow…!


    Coming back to the prompt

    A risk that I took without any regrets…!

    There aren’t any risk I took without any short term regrets,

    because I often see alternatives that I could have chosen which would result in better outcomes and more benefits;

    But,

    There are certain places in life where I took major risks like choosing a person who didn’t come through in life as a partner;

    Other than that,

    there are risks that I took like putting my life on the line for the people who I thought were mine but,

    when push came to shove,

    they walked away from me—

    But,

    it was never their fault to begin with it was a lapse in my judgement which led me into such situation;


    At last,

    there is a gamble that I took with life with choosing writing,

    which is something that everyone around me advises me not to do for free;

    But—

    This love that I have for it,

    makes me come back and see it from a different perspective each time…!


    A risk bigger than life,

    which I don’t have any regret for;


    TTYL

    Will come back tomorrow with more…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

    Swaroop of guru granth sahib ji brought to our home to bless the act…!
    Entrance of our home…!