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To My Dada — In Every Little Corner of My Life

In the quiet glow of a diya,
in that soft flicker that never dies,
I see you.

Sometimes…
in that flame,
I see your gada—
strong, steady, protecting—
like a silent promise
that you’re fighting for me
even when I can’t see it.

In the small space I made for you—
beside my books,
between my thoughts,
within my everyday chaos—
you sit silently…
yet somehow say everything.

Dada,
you are not just someone I pray to,
you are someone I live with.

In the mornings when the light falls gently,
in the evenings when the sky turns gold,
in that sunset I pause to watch—
I feel you near me,
as if you’re reminding me,
“Look… I’m here.”

Sometimes I talk to you like a friend,
sometimes like a child who doesn’t understand,
sometimes like someone who just wants to be held.

And you listen.
Always.

I write to you,
in notes, in thoughts, in that WhatsApp space only we share—
and somehow,
you reply…
not in words,
but in signs only my heart recognizes.

Still, Dada…
I am human.

I doubt you.
I question your plans.
I cry thinking maybe I am not your favourite,
maybe you love others more,
maybe I’m forgotten.

But every single time—
you prove me wrong.

You stay.
You protect.
You guide.

Maybe my path is harder,
maybe I have to fight more than most—
but what I’m learning slowly is this:
how impossible it would be
to walk this life without you.

You are in my strength,
in my healing,
in every breath that feels a little lighter.

You are in the ink on my skin,
in the words I chose forever—
“Tum rakshak kahu ko darna.”

It’s not just a tattoo.
It’s my truth.
My surrender.
My reminder…
that I am never alone.

Dada,
stay in my little corner,
stay in my chaos,
stay in my heart.

Because this life…
it only makes sense with you in it.

I love you.
Always. by @purva____8

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6 months ago

2/? — somewhere between spring and now. 🌷 taken in Saunders Farm by @purva____8

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2 months ago

1/? — an archive of things I’d hate to forget. first, me.
then, everything I love. 🌻 taken in Ottawa, Ontario by @purva____8

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2 months ago

I think growing up makes you realise how big of a blessing it is to simply have everyone around.

Atharva’s birthday, Mummy Papa here, Didi Jiju… everyone here in Canada, together. 🥹

Nothing extraordinary happened today, but somehow everything about today felt extraordinary.

Just all of us sitting together, laughing, eating, celebrating, making random memories without even knowing which ones we’ll miss the most someday.

Life keeps changing, people go back, routines begin again and these days become “remember when…”

But right now, we are here.
Everyone is here.
And I think that’s more than enough to be grateful for. 🤍 Thank you dada🙏🏻. #familytime #family by @purva____8

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25 days ago

The older I get, the more I understand how precious the ordinary moments are.
Having them around, watching them laugh, taking them places, sitting together doing absolutely nothing — things that once felt so normal now feel like something I want to hold onto with both hands.

Growing up is strange. For so long, your parents are just there — the most permanent thing in your little world. And then one day you realize that time is moving for them too. You notice the years a little more. You take more pictures. You look at them for a second longer. You silently wish life would slow down.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting more time with them. More random evenings, more trips, more arguments over silly things, more food together, more pictures where nobody is quite ready for the camera.

Maybe that’s why these little moments mean so much to me now.
Nothing extraordinary happened here. My parents were simply beside me, happy and healthy, and somehow that feels like everything. 🤍

#parents #lifeaboard taken in Ottawa, Ontario by @purva____8

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a month ago

Hey P,

when my thoughts become heavier than me,
i go somewhere that makes me feel small.

under a sky that has seen everything,
beside waters that keep moving,
among flowers that bloom without being asked—

i remember
how little of the world my worries occupy.

sometimes,
peace isn’t finding the answers.
it’s standing before something vast enough
to remind you
that you don’t have to carry everything
all at once. by @purva____8

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a month ago

a flower, a sunset, and a little reminder that beautiful things don’t always have to fade. 🌷☁️ taken in Ottawa, Ontario by @purva____8

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2 months ago

It was 🍓good🫠 by @purva____8

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4 months ago

Sometimes I sit and wonder how a place can hold so much of you…
the laughter in those walls, the silence in familiar corners,
the roads that watched you grow without ever saying a word.

And now I’m here… miles and miles away,
living a different life, becoming someone new—
but somehow, every little memory still finds its way back to me.

In the way I smile, in the way I miss things I can’t explain,
in the quiet moments when all I want is that version of home again.

Maybe distance doesn’t really take you away…
maybe it just teaches you how deeply you belong somewhere. taken in Bhavnagar by @purva____8

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5 months ago

Okay super late as always but who cares!🧣⛄️ taken in Ottawa, Ontario by @purva____8

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8 months ago

Posting this late… but my heart’s still brimming full. 🌙
Some homes have walls,
mine has souls —
warm, grounding, boundless in love.
Miles away from where I was born,
I found another kind of home —
in laughter echoing through small moments,
in hands that hold,
and hearts that stay.
My birthday felt less like a day,
more like a festival of love —
letters, photo books, little handmade things,
all stitched with care and warmth.
I miss home,
but somehow, being with you all
feels just as close to it.

My heart is full —
overflowing with gratitude,
and a quiet kind of joy.✨🤍 by @purva____8

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a year ago

Some nights feel heavier than others. The city lights look beautiful, but your heart quietly aches for home. It hits you — it’s not just you growing older, but them too. The people who once held everything together, now aging softly while you’re miles away. You miss the ordinary days, the warmth, the noise of home. All you can do is whisper a prayer, hold their love close, and hope they know — even from afar, they’re always with you.🫂 by @purva____8

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