Hello world by my word! Do you know there is always a window that plays an important role in everyone's life. That one window. You know the one. The same window you sit near when you are sad, staring at the sky like it owes you an answer. And the same window you rush to with your chai when you are happy, watching the world like it's a movie made just for you. That window has seen you in every version of yourself — the crying version, the laughing version, the completely blank version that just needed somewhere to look. I think windows are the most honest witnesses we have. They watch the dark clouds roll in before the rain, and they stay with you through the whole storm. And then — right at the end — there are those last few slow droplets that slide down the glass, unhurried, quiet. Like they're telling you "it's almost over now. you made it through another one." Even the sky knows how to end things gently. As Shri Krishna said to Arjuna in the Gita ...
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