A River flowed, from Godās heart,
Heavenās throne to earthās dark part.
Among the wretched - hope long gone,
It streamed with selfless mercy, pressing on.
It curved through valleys, twists, and turns,
Its living streams made dead hearts return,
Its tributaries touched the forgotten plains,
Reviving life where death once reigned.
The scent of life arose again,
The earth grew green where once was pain.
It gave the lost their name and place,
The broken found redeeming grace.
Flowing onward, strong and broad,
It met its destined - ocean of God;
Perfected, polished, purpose fulfilled,
It reached its home, its race was run.
Embraced the most - Creatorās own,
Forever resting at His bosom.
We stand as a testament to this life-giving river. We vow to carry forward and accelerate the fire you ignited within us. We celebrate your life, Prophet, and we are honored to be crowned with your grace. We love you ā our Prophet, our Father, our Moses.
#riveroflife #lifegivingriver #legacy #greatness #hisnearnessdombivli
I admit it was difficult to say goodbye. I laid you to rest as many stood around and witnessed you entering your rest with a celebration worthy of the love you gave. They spoke about your kindness, your laughter, and the impact you made on every life you touched.
I, your wife, stood there in disbelief ā knowing I could never hold you again or hear your voice. Eighteen years of doing life together were nothing short of phenomenal. Now I struggle to build a new routine that can fill the vast void your absence has left.
Who will wish me luck in the morning? Who will send the two little texts checking on me at work? What do I do when I come home and see the empty chair that once welcomed me with your grand smile? How do I sleep without our long, late-night conversations?
My love, I have been asked to āstart again.ā I am not ready for that. Instead, I will continue ā continue with your memories, with the strength you gave me, with the abundant love you lavished on me. You will be part of everything I do and everything I say.
I have endless stories of us; I will tell them to myself again and again. I promise you this: our love story will not end.
Took a break, didnāt lose the plot
Just upgraded the energy, the mood, and the mindset.
Soft life for a momentā¦
boss mode right after š
New beginnings loading⦠stay tuned š
And you : donāt quit now. Youāve come too far.
P.S. curls understood the assignment today. šāāļø
Also⦠for someone who usually avoids this, I genuinely enjoyed it š
Thank you @dr_shamithas_ayurveda for such a lovely, relaxing dayā¦. might just be coming back more often.
Happy anniversary, my love.
From the moment we said āI do,ā you kept that covenant with an integrity that words could never fully capture. You were faithful - to me, to us, to the life we built together.
Today is uneasy. Doing this life without you sits heavy on my chest in ways I cannot always explain. I am surrounded by so much love, held by people who care deeply and yet, my heart still carries an emptiness that no embrace can fully fill.
I have learned to laugh again. I have learned to enjoy the company of others. And I am grateful for every moment of joy that finds me. But there is a void; a space that was uniquely yours; and nothing quite feels complete without you in it.
Heaven holds you now, and I hold every memory of us. Our love didnāt end - it just changed address. And until we meet again, I carry you with me: in every breath, every milestone, every quiet moment when I feel you near.
Happy anniversary, my darling. You were, and will always be - one of Godās greatest gifts to me. ā¤ļø
4.6 years.
From figuring things out⦠to helping others figure things out.
This journey has been equal parts pressure and purpose, challenges and champions, late nights and little wins worth celebrating.
@havasindia , thank you for the trust, the lessons, and the people who made even the toughest days lighter.
Leaving with a full heart, sharper perspective⦠and elite multitasking skills courtesy corporate life š
Last night I thought about us and tried to understand if I have managed to pave a new way for me which doesnāt include depending on you.
Realised I am walking the new way and holding the hands of your shadow.
Realised that this is going to be more difficult than I thought.
Iām doing so many things that I have never done before, and Iām doing so many things which I couldnāt do without your support. Both are equally difficult.
Me being alone makes me wonder a lot of things, but among all of that the one that constantly bothers me is whether I should have been alone this way.
My darling hubby, you shouldnāt have loved me so much⦠you should have left some reason for me to not miss you.
When I navigate through things that hurt me, I do need your voice that shows me light at the end of the tunnel.
I still canāt figure out if the smile is temporary or if it is the joy within.
Iām exploring, and I will figure it out.
But missing you may be constant.
Perhaps love does not end with absence ā it only changes its form.
Perhaps grief is not the price of loss, but the evidence of a bond that time and death could not erase.
And perhaps this new path I walk is not one of leaving you behind, but of learning how to carry you differently ā in memory, in strength, in the quiet courage of becoming.
If missing you is constant, then so is loving you.
One of the quiet lessons life teaches us is about what we choose to carry.
In the early years of our journey, we often carry everything ā every word, every reaction, every situation that crosses our path. We hold on tightly, believing that every moment requires our energy.
But as life unfolds, something shifts within us.
We begin to realize that peace is not about fixing every situation or responding to every emotion around us. Peace is about understanding what truly belongs in our hearts and what simply needs to pass through our lives without staying.
And once you learn that distinction, life becomes lighter.
Not because challenges disappear, but because you learn the grace of letting go.
Crowned with Grace 2026
Pr. Lincy George is the visionary behind Crowned with Grace ā a gathering birthed from prayer, conviction, and a deep burden to see daughters of God arise.
Her heart is not to merely organise events, but to build spaces where women encounter truth, healing, and alignment. She carries a strong call to see women move beyond inspiration into spiritual establishment ā rooted in Christ, anchored in identity, and confident in authority.
With a shepherdās heart and a leaderās clarity, she has consistently poured into women ā calling them higher, challenging them deeper, and guiding them into maturity in their walk with God.
Crowned with Grace is more than a conference.
It is a commissioning.
This year, as Deborahs are being raised, her burden remains clear:
That daughters would not just attend ā but arise.
š 7th March
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Not all heroes wear jerseys. Some plan the match. šš
POV: You work in HR.
You plan a cricket match.
They ask about chai.
You arrange healthy snacks.
They ask about samosas.
You provide shade.
They ask why the sun is sunny. š
But when the game begins ā titles disappear, teams form, and for a few hours, work feels human again.
Worth every question.
ā HR, but make it human.
#HRLife #OfficeHumor #HRDiaries #TeamBonding #CorporateMemes
Home isnāt a place, itās the people who know your pauses.
Bangalore, you were simple, familiar, and exactly what I needed.
Disclaimer: Self-control lost to steak and Corner House ice cream. š