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Steffi Elsy Xavier

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To Love,

Life is too short. Loving every day is like chanting.
This morning, I felt the first ray of the sun kiss my skin. My terrace garden was alive ,roses in full bloom, mogras scattered on the floor, some still clinging to their stems. A flame-backed woodpecker knocked on my window as I made my eggs, fruit, and tea.

Before I knew it, I had finished 30 pages of Mother Mary Comes to Me. Then came time for a nap and something nice to watch. I’ve always loved interviews; they feel like windows into people’s minds.

I did some art, then went to the gym. In the name of sport, I went to see pickleball, hugged friends, called lovers, ate, created, and now it’s time to post and sleep.

Dear Love,
I think I am in love.
And I pray that I get another after today’s sleep.

With love,
Steffi by @artbyboostuffy

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a year ago

Anger is feral. by @artbyboostuffy

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8 months ago

I no longer write love letters.
I remember the last time I wrote for someone and felt nothing.

I don’t write poems of love anymore, I write about courage.
The courage to look into the mirror and say I have made my ancestors proud.
I have built stories by living life fully.

I no longer write love letters, but I am drenched in love.

You know that feeling when your chest lifts with pride and you feel strong?
That’s when you know you are loved by the right person.
True love makes you a warrior, not a coward. 🌺 taken in Aroville,Pondicherry by @artbyboostuffy

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7 months ago

Chudiyon ki khanak se darta hein… taken in Kochi, India by @artbyboostuffy

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19 hours ago

Anger is feral! by @artbyboostuffy

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4 days ago

What is the cost of freedom?

I love you. Touch my soul before my body.
You tear my voice and my clothes, but with rage comes justice; with discrimination comes authority.

I love this world that created us alike, only somewhere in the beginning, one became the provider, the authority, while the other became nothing more than a statistic.

And perhaps that is the cost of freedom:
to find our voices again,
to turn rage into justice,
and to refuse to remain a number.

Stitch up the butterfly and the sadness! Reclaim the spaces and systems. by @artbyboostuffy

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10 days ago

Safe spaces build warriors! 🥈 She may have brought home silver, but in our hearts, she’s pure gold! 🥇✨

@ancysojan_official taken in Aroville,Pondicherry by @artbyboostuffy

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13 days ago

I Once Dated a Loser : A Lesson in Bad Taste!
said the girl with a scar. by @artbyboostuffy

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19 days ago

Gods live among us.

There is a strange bond between us and the wild. We say we love everything that has been created, yet we struggle to evolve the way we live alongside animals, forests, rivers and the land.

God created the land, the water, the sky, the air and the animals. And we keep polluting every little bit of it.

We say elephants are a form of Ganesha, yet we reduce their forests to almost nothing. We cage them to pray to them. We seek their blessings while keeping them captive.

We say we love elephants, but we also love our coffee and tea without thinking about where the plantations came from and what they replaced.

We love birds, but we love our buildings a little more.

Elephants build forests. They carry seeds, open pathways and shape landscapes with every step. They are not merely animals we admire. They are part of the architecture of the forest.

Perhaps this Ganesh Chaturthi, celebration can mean something different.

Maybe we don’t need to build more. Maybe we need to restore what we have destroyed.

We don’t need to manufacture more. We need to use more of what already exists.

We don’t need more speed. We need clean water, clean air, living soil, forests and space for other beings to exist.

Perhaps devotion is not only about asking the Gods for blessings.

Perhaps devotion is also about protecting the world they gave us.

The Gods are not always in temples.

Sometimes they are walking through a forest, flying across our skies, swimming through our rivers or standing quietly beside us.

Maybe the question is not whether we believe in them.

Maybe it is whether we are willing to let them live. by @artbyboostuffy

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a month ago

Bright future. 🐈‍⬛ by @artbyboostuffy

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a month ago

To my lovers, I send letters. ❤️ taken in Aroville,Pondicherry by @artbyboostuffy

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a month ago

Onam celebration 2026. 🌺

She stood in all her might to paint the floors with flowers, celebrating the prosperous land of Kerala. Instead, she took the chenda and rang out the sounds of heaven.

With every beat, the ocean, the forest and the men roared. With her not so gentle touch, the women gathered to celebrate this land of prosperity. taken in Aroville,Pondicherry by @artbyboostuffy

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2 months ago