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Whispers Of Fate

Dec 24, 2023
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Updated: Jul 28, 2025

By Himanshi Jaglan


With time itself, a dance, it plays,

As all around, in slow-motion, sways,

The cars, the scooters, the bustling crowd,

Yet, in this stillness, whispers, so profound.


The wind brushes by, a gentle touch,

Its whispers carry secrets, such,

“your wishes, child, be wise, take heed,

For stars and moon, your desires they read.”


A dog, with bark, a mystic decree,

“change approaches, embrace what’s to be,

The road you cross, a pivotal bend,

Cherish the magic, my dear friend.”



My gaze to the heavens, i do impart,

The moon, a luminary work of art,

It speaks not with words, but through my heart,

Guiding me as my life takes a fresh start.


“in your journey ahead, remember this night,

The magic that shone, so pure and bright,

Your past, your present, both wondrous and grand,

Cross the road to a new, uncharted land.


The memories you hold, like treasures, keep,

In the embrace of your heart, forever deep,

With new normals and wonders, like a precious pearl.


So, ask of the universe, wisdom to impart,

To nurture the abundance that’s soon to start,

Let it grow, let it stay, in your heart, find a place,

As you journey forward, into the unknown space.


And as the car’s horn broke the night’s serene,

I cross the road, a new chapter, unseen.”


By Himanshi Jaglan




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