SeleneAsh 🕊️

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Chapter 3 updated..
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390291806?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=_SeleneAsh

Chapter 2 is out now 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390291806?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=_SeleneAsh
          If you enjoy it, don’t forget to vote and share your thoughts in the comments ✨

A small update for my readers 
          Chapter 2 is written and it’s literally over 3K words… and I’m so excited for you all to read it! It just needs a little editing, and I’ll be publishing it tomorrow.
          Thank you for your patience… I can’t wait for you to read what’s coming next ✨

A new chapter of Saanjh: Sin in Red is out now
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390291806?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=_SeleneAsh
          
          Go feel it, read it, and let me know what you think… your words mean everything to me.
          Pls comment krr dena vote too 
          Also feel free to ask if you have any query !
          
          

Sometimes a piece of news stops you in the middle of your day and makes you think about life a little more deeply.
          
          Today I read about Harish Rana being admitted to AIIMS after asking for assisted dying (ending life to relieve suffering). I do not know him personally, yet it is impossible not to feel the weight of a moment like this. When a human being reaches a point where living feels heavier than dying, it says something profound about the kind of pain they must have been carrying.
          We often see headlines, debates, and opinions… but behind all of that is a real person, a real heart, and a life that once held dreams, hopes, and ordinary moments just like ours.
          This moment reminds me how fragile the human mind and heart can be, and how quietly people can suffer while the world continues as usual around them. Mental pain is often invisible, yet it can be stronger than anything we see.
          I truly hope he finds peace, dignity, and care in whatever lies ahead for him. And I hope we, as a society, learn to listen a little more, judge a little less, and offer compassion a little sooner.
          Because sometimes, the greatest kindness we can give another person is simply making them feel that their pain is seen and their life matters.
          Please remember that your life is precious. If you ever feel overwhelmed, don’t carry that pain alone — talk to someone you trust. There are people who care about you more than you realize.
          Take care of your hearts, and take care of each other.
          

Happy Holi my little cupids 
          If life is a canvas, then Holi is its quiet reminder —
          that even the softest colors can leave the deepest impressions.
          Some shades arrive boldly, some settle gently,
          but each one finds its place in the story we are becoming.
          May this festival bring you colors that do not merely decorate your days,
          but transform them —
          into courage where there was fear,
          into light where there was doubt,
          into love that lingers long after the hues have faded from your hands.
          May your life be painted with the softest pinks of love,
          the brightest yellows of hope,
          and the deepest blues of peace.
          Thank you for walking through my stories,
          for holding my words with care,
          for allowing them a place in your heart.
          In many ways, you are the color in mine.
          With quiet gratitude and warmth,
          Always. 
          

Kya haal? Kaha phochi tayari? 

Bro ? 94 days only (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)kaha ho kaha phochi 

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