From Temple Talks to Theatre Club Tangles

This morning began with a scene that made me pause. An old lady stood at the temple gate, speaking to God as if He was standing right there in front of her. No one else was around, but she prayed with such confidence that I felt she was having a private conversation with the Almighty. I didn’t know what she asked for, but in my mind I told God, “Please grant her wish.” That small moment filled me with a strange kind of peace before my busy day began.

College hours were nothing less than a marathon. The entire day flew like a rocket, and I hardly realized I didn’t even sip water. Between classes, paperwork, and running here and there, time felt like it was playing a prank on me. The biggest highlight was drafting a letter to the principal for the approval of our theatre club. It sounds simple, but trust me, the effort behind a single signature could win a national award for patience!

And as if that wasn’t enough, a meeting with the chairman came along. Let me be honest it was over issues so small that I still wonder if I wasted my brain cells there. But hey, meetings are meetings. You attend, nod, and escape.

By the time I reached home, my body screamed for rest, but my shoulders had another plan. I hit my workout with dumbbells, because muscles don’t build themselves. Later, I rewarded myself with reels yes, the modern day lullaby. Before I knew it, sleep took over, closing a day that started with prayers, ran on chaos, and ended with laughter at life’s small dramas.

Some days are serious, some are silly. Today was both and that makes it worth writing about.

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