Favourite Things
When I feel low, I find my way... I talk to my Shree Hari, my guide, my light, A chat with Maa makes everything right. My sister's laugh feels like a warm embrace, My niece's giggles—pure joy I can’t replace. I roam with those who feel like home, And let Shreya’s voice heal every storm. In these simple moments, I find peace and grace
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