Not personally present on the app. Posting through the ‘buffer’ app. Currently evaluating if there is a way to use this platform sustainably as a neurodivergent individual. Because i rather enjoy writing my thoughts down but do not wish to fall into a hyperfixation here.
Want to clarify to my mutuals that i value them and if i dont reply to something, its because i did not see it. Please forgive me if i miss out on something important to you or make you feel unappreciated. I wholeheartedly respect, love and value my community. Im only trying to protect my peace and manage my adhd. Thank you🥰❤️
The way my husband treated me completely changed after our first baby was born. Before our firstborn, he treated me with so much love and affection. In a way that truly embodied the concept of Ardhangini. His equal, his own half. But after our baby that idea of me in his mind sort of completely shattered. I was no longer his equal. What i said now did not need to make sense or follow logic and reasoning. It was like how he saw me permanently changed. There was this permanent filter of deep indebtedness.
I was no longer his half but i was the personification of everything that created, nourished and sustained what he considered to be his in this world. His eyes now softened with this look that said ‘you can do no wrong and if you do something wrong it is solely my responsibility to deal with the consequences’. He was protective of me before but now he became constantly worried for me. Like my status changed from his beloved to the queen of his home.
Everything he spoke to me became softer, his touch became gentler. I think it wasn’t just about me but i think his identity as a man itself completely transformed. He became a father and that mood of his sort of applied to me as well. Like i was the most delicate of his children that required his special care and attention 24*7. And the best part is, it wasnt a phase. Thats who he is now. Hes a patriarch in every sense of the word.
When he puts his arm over my shoulder and wraps it around my neck🙈 sometimes he does it infront of others, why i never sit next to him when anyones around. It makes no difference to him cuz his logic is ‘so what shes my wife’ but im the one who has to sit there embarrassed the whole time.
My husband’s chest is so big and so strong i feel like im embracing a mountain everytime he holds me in it. I love being shorter than him. He holds me and I look up at his face and he looks down from the corner of his eye🙈 and that vision of him looking at me is everything i hold dear in my heart. My प्राणनाथ🥹🫀
This one kid came over like he always does, hes my sons age. And swiped some money that was laying around. And funnily enough my husband knew exactly how much he took and from where😆 even though he wasnt even home at the time. If i cant find something i ask my husband and he knows exactly where it is kept even if im the one who kept it. Nothing goes past this guy😏 my hawkeyed feller😏
माझ्यात काही कमतरता असली तर मला सांभाळून घेतात, माझं काही चुकलं तर समजावून सांगतात, माझी कसलीही इच्छा असली तर पूर्ण करतात, माझं रडणं, रुसणं, रागावणं सगळं सहन करतात आणि नेहमी प्रेमानेच वागतात. पूर्ण जगामध्ये आणि माझ्यामध्ये भिंत बनून उभे राहतात आणि मला त्यांच्या कुशीत दडवून ठेवतात, माझं मन म्हणजे नाजूकसं फूल असावं असं जपतात. मला फक्त तेच हवे आहेत दुसरं काहीच नको. त्यांच्या आश्रयातच मला सुख वाटतं. तेच माझं घर, माझं जग, माझं सगळं फक्त तेच आहेत🫀
I dont let anybody touch my husbands clothes. I feel angry with just the idea of things that wrap his body being touched by anyone else but me. My right and my right only 😠🗡️
I dont have to do anything to hurt him. All i have to do is say ‘im not angry, im just tired’. And he’ll be like what can i do for you? Send me out to get you something, make me do something for you, sing for you, beg at your feet, use me however you like, i will do anything you want. Then i have to say ‘some space would be good’ and that is like a dagger to his heart. I almost never do it unless he has offended me severely and i need him to repent. Otherwise I always protect his soft heart with only the sweetest loving words. But sometimes too much sweetness is cloying and a little spice acts like a palate cleanser😌 Im the most svadhinabhratrka nayika if the world has ever seen one🙂↕️
My husband was on the verge of falling into a very severe debt situation when our marriage was arranged. He told my parents all about it but i told them i didn’t care cuz my guru had instructed me to marry him. And the moment we were engaged things began to completely change for the both of us. His financial situation changed entirely in the year before we even got married. My mental state became so much better, i felt safe with his presence in my life and that totally reset my nervous system.
My husbands chart has his second lord not in a very good place but venus is in neech bhanga with the 2nd lord. And my venus is the 4th lord in my chart placed in the fourth itself in taurus. So theres sort of this synastry there in our charts. He believes that the malavya yoga in my chart is the beneficiary for his natal chart😆 so he treats me like absolute royalty🤭 he’ll be like you write in the ledgers first. Takes a coin everyday from me in the morning. Many other such things he believes in. Its funny cuz my father also treated me just like this.
The truth is my actual beloved is Shri Hari himself. He rigs everything so the people around me treat me with the same love *he* feels for me. Thats why under all this dramatic flamboyant life of mine, im just a girl who lives in her ishtas dham, who is her beloved and her sakha and cares for her through all these elaborate schemes. Im a kitten completely held by the scruff by its mother. Now that ive said something nice about that black monkey, hes going to throw a lizard at me😪 Istg im gonna collect them all someday and take it to his temple, then he’ll learn not to mess with me😤
Im so obsessed with my husband, he can say any silly thing and it genuinely cracks me up like its funniest thing ive ever heard. And im a dry comedy connoisseur so my standards should be pretty high but with him im laughing so hard at everything he says for no good reason, its just funny asf to me. He was asking me if the dog is fed and instead of saying kibble he called it chivda and i unironically laughed at that for a good five minutes till i chortled😭 He must be thinking im an idiot🤣 cuz i dont even think he was trying to be funny😭 but everything he says is so fucking hilarious to me🙈 like girl you look desperate shut up already😭
I call my husband babu, pillu, daddy, sometimes प्राणनाथ. But he😭😭😭 the names he calls me besides his usual “राणी” 😭😭😭 youre not ready for this😭😭😭😭😭 he calls me प्रिये, मधुरे, शुभदे, मृदु-हृदये and so many such words🥹🥹🥹 how is a simple girl like me supposed to compose herself hearing such sweet endearing names🥺 i feel like im living in an epic of ancient times🙈🥹 the most precious thing he calls me whenever i wear kajal is “मदनाक्षी”🙈 my husband loves my anointed eyes so much, he can stay lost in them for hours🙈 but i dont allow it for too long cuz it makes my cheeks burn under his gaze🙈
My husband does this cute thing. He’ll leave a little flower in some places. Like in my dressing table drawer. Or my book bag. Or my side of the wardrobe. If he has extra flowers leftover from his morning worship. He hides them for me to find them throughout the day, as a little gesture of love.