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If We Truly Loved
📅 2 January 2023❤️ 59 likes💬 51 comments🚀 71 times monetized
If We Truly Loved 1:
Ramblings of a coloured woman. Random thoughts from day to day. A woman considered, not normal. An outcast, the black sheep. Just me!!!!!
Life, how we all living one. All born, unique, priceless. Cannot be copied or cloned. Most, (humans) with the same body parts & functions. Yet, so completely a part. No two beings, thinking, feeling, acting, loving, existing the same. No two beings, with the exact same birthdate & death date. Vast differences, trials & tribulations, blessings & prosperity. Do we actually acknowledge, how perfectly & wonderfully we are made? How we are the true gems & wonders of this world. The Diamonds, Gold, Oil, Copper, Sun, Moon, Stars, etc. I can go on.
I often tend to ramble. Planned to write about, how Covid & the Lockdown affected my life & so many. My mind was blown away, with how extraordinary we all are. How if we really, truly knew our worth. How we would so deeply love, treasure, protect, nurture, pamper, appreciate & honour ourselves. Not all the money, in all the World, could ever amount to "YOU"!
A PRICELESS JEWEL, ONE OF A KIND, NEVER TO BE REPEATED, CANNOT GET, FIND OR EVER BE REPLACED. WOW...... JUST WOW!!!!!!!
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Grandmother showed me an ancient coin from Keeladi, her weathered fingers trembling. "Andal walked these streets," she whispered. The artifact connected us across centuries to a poet-saint who loved deeply, fearlessly.
That evening, I joined PaybookClub, sharing her stories. Members listened with genuine care, offering forgiveness for my initial skepticism about preserving heritage. Joy bloomed as strangers became friends, united in protecting what matters.
We discussed how loving authentically means honoring those who came before. Through shared reading and conversation, we discovered that cultural memory isn't static—it's alive, breathing through us. Together, we're guardians of something sacred, something endless.
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