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"Dreams don’t wait for comfort—they wait for courage." I did my BCA while working full-time as an intern during my last year. And honestly? Some days were exhausting, some days overwhelming—but every single day taught me something valuable. 😅 There were nights I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking: “Am I doing too much? Can I really keep up? Is this worth it?” And then I reminded myself: I’m not doing this because I have to, or because I’m in need. I’m doing this because I’m hungry to learn, to gain real experience, and to grow as a professional. While my friends were enjoying college life—hanging out, partying, sleeping in—I was juggling lectures, assignments, office work, and house responsibilities . ☕💻🏡 Cooking, cleaning, helping out at home, and making sure everything ran smoothly added another layer of challenge—but also a sense of discipline and responsibility. Some days I felt like I was stretched thin, moving from one task to the next without pause...
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What Is Love, Really?

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💌 What Is Love, Really?

I’ve been thinking... what even is love?

Because it’s not always what they show in movies —
Not the dramatic running-in-the-rain moments or the slow-motion eye contact stuff.

In real life, love is... quieter.
Softer. Messier. Realer.

It’s that feeling when the thought of losing someone makes your chest feel heavy — even if you don’t say anything out loud.
It’s not fireworks. It’s that silence where your heart just goes, “I don’t ever want to live without this.”

It’s how your mom still asks if you ate, even when she’s upset with you.
It’s how a random person — a classmate, a teammate, a friend — becomes the one who understands your silences better than others understand your words.

That’s love too.

It’s not always about romance, and it’s definitely not always dramatic.

But yeah… when it is romantic — even then, it’s in the little things.

Like those 5-6 days you spent making that jar of 365 reasons to love them —
No one asked you to, you just wanted to. Every line, every folded paper, felt like it carried a piece of you.

Or saving up every single rupee just to buy a Ferrero Rocher box or a bouquet in high school —
Back when that actually felt like a luxury, like the biggest, most romantic gift you could give.

That’s what love looked like.
That’s what made your heart full.

It’s not in the captions or the couple photos.
It’s in remembering someone’s favorite color.
It’s in checking on them after a tough day.
It’s in noticing when their smile doesn’t reach their eyes — and not asking anything, just sitting beside them.

Sometimes love is loud. But most of the time?
It’s just being there. Without a reason. Without a label. Without needing anything back.

And yeah, love isn’t always forever.
People change, situations shift, and what once felt permanent becomes distant.

But does that mean it wasn’t real?

Not at all.
If it made you laugh, cry, grow, break, or become softer — it was real.

Even if it ended, even if it hurt — that love mattered.

So no, I don’t think love is always about big gestures or grand declarations.

Sometimes, love is just...

Someone who made you feel safe.

Someone who stayed a little longer.

Someone who remembered the smallest things about you, when even you forgot them.

And maybe that’s all it needs to be.

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