Journey In Finding True Love

They say a golden birthday is when your age matches the date you were born. For Rasiya and Sivam, it wasn’t just golden by number—it was golden by fate. In 2025, the universe aligned... like a secret smile from the stars. Rasiya turned 24 on the 24th , and Sivam turned 29 on the 29th —just five days apart. That week, there was something strange in the air. She could feel it again—that unexplainable warmth in her chest. Not memories. Not pain. But presence. As if he was whispering to her without words. Even after all the distance, she sensed his energy like a wave returning to shore. She caught herself looking at the moon, thinking, “Are you feeling this too, Sivam?” On her golden birthday, Rasiya wore a deep maroon saree, something that reminded her of his favorite color on her. She smiled at the mirror—not out of joy, but recognition. “Why do I still feel connected, like we share one breath across time?” Far away, Sivam stood at his terrace, his shirt fluttering in the wind...

  The Waiting Heart To give a beautiful answer... one that isn’t spoken out of pressure or panic, but truth. That’s all I ever wanted—truth wrapped in love, even if it comes late. I’ve been quiet lately, not because I’ve stopped loving, but because I know love isn’t about holding tight when the other is trying to breathe. It’s about stepping back, with pain in your chest but peace in your soul, hoping they’ll find their way—not just to you, but to themselves. I still remember how his eyes would search mine as if they held a home. How he’d say little things with meaning layered between his pauses. He wanted me. I saw it. But something in him always ran from forever. I’ve stopped chasing him—not because I don’t love him, but because I want him to choose me without fear, without doubt, without force. And if he doesn’t? Then maybe I was just a light to guide him... and he, a lesson in unconditional love for me. But in the silence, when the world sleeps and my mind whispe...

  “The Silence She Left” (Sivan's POV) It was just another morning. At least, that’s what  Sivan  told himself as he scrolled through his phone But something felt…off. Quiet. Too quiet. No message from  Rasiya . No forwarded reel. No sarcastic good morning with an eye-roll emoji. Just  nothing . He blinked and opened her chat. Gone. Disappeared like mist. He searched her name. Blocked. Suddenly the silence wasn’t peaceful anymore. It echoed. It  screamed . He tapped her Instagram—nothing. Checked his followers—gone. She had erased herself from his world like she had never been there. But she had. God, she had. She was the voice he didn’t know he needed. the patience he didn’t deserve, the storm he couldn't understand. And now? Now, he finally felt the weight of her absence. It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t loud. She left the way oceans pull back— to find peace , not to punish. Sivan remembered how she used to say, "One day, I won’t beg to be heard anymore." He...

Chapter: “No More Holding” Rasiya sat in silence, her pen still resting on the last page of her exam sheet. She had finished early. But time… Time was dragging in her heart. Dragging the weight of what she had finally done. She had cried last night. The kind of crying that chokes you in your pillow while the world sleeps, while your soul breaks in silence. It wasn't just pain; it was realization. She couldn’t keep bleeding for someone who wouldn’t even notice the cut. So today, she let go. Not with drama. Not with loud words or farewell speeches. Just one final breath, One silent swipe. Blocked. Deleted. Erased. Sivan —the name that once made her smile like spring— now held the coldness of winter. He was her fate, once. Her soft place. Her storm and her calm. But fate, sometimes, doesn’t stay. And maybe… Maybe Rasiya was meant to find herself through this loss. She looked at her phone. No notifications. Just a clean slate. No memories to scroll. No last-seen to check. No...

  Coping with Mental Illness Mental illness can be overwhelming and deeply isolating. But healing begins with one important step: you are not alone. Instead of trying to find reasons behind every emotion or overanalyzing your mental state, it’s okay to just let things be. Acceptance is not giving up — it’s giving yourself space to breathe and move forward. Key Steps to Cope: Stop Overthinking—Start Living Constant thinking can drain your energy and worsen your mental health. Overanalyzing situations won’t always lead to solutions — sometimes, it just adds to your anxiety. Engage in What You Love Spend time doing activities that bring you joy — whether it’s painting, dancing, gardening, reading, or spending time with animals. These activities can ground your thoughts and give you purpose. Stay Social, Stay Connected Even a short conversation with a friend or neighbor can uplift your mood. Don’t hesitate to reach out. Distract yourself When negative thoughts take...

Which one is diffficult moving on or holding on??? Rasiya in the phase of holding on where she feels suck in between, clinging to something, keeps causing pain or anxiety. Rasiya was suck with his thoughts, his words that gave her faith after her father's trustless act. Sivam agreed to be a great father to her children in future, rasiya in past asked him to be her father and mother, as rasiya could see sivam as her father and mother sometimes, inner child in rasiya always wants that to be in her life  "when he scolds her" "when he feeds her food" "when he protects her" "when he wants her to be in his side" "when he mocks at her sometimes" "when he tells her a story" even sivam feels that as if he was with a kid sometimes The distance and the time made rasiya to understand no one could replace him... It has been 2years and 6months what is on sivam's mind still did he hate rasiya that much... what was the reason and th c...