Small Circle

As I age, I’ve realized my circle (‘Circle’ here means the people I call mine, the people I am closed to, the people who understand me, the people who know the true me) keeps getting smaller. I have no room for people who are fake or pretend to be my friend or well wishers. Does this happen to you too?
I feel life is too precious to be wasted on wrong relationships. Keeping my circle small and close has really given me the opportunity to stay away from unnecessary ‘pretend’ friendships, gossips, from getting wronged and getting heart broken. I still get misjudged because I can’t change other’s perception about me, neither do I care, nor do I have the time and energy to do so. I love my small world and love the people in it and also love being loved by them unconditionally.

Here, in a cotton saree gifted by the mothership on a Sunday afternoon – leaving for a day of errands. Punjabi jutti is from a local shop in Amritsar from my recent trip to India. I have never worn a cotton saree before, and this saree completely changed my perception of cotton sarees. What a breeze!

Author: Ritika Sahni

Wife. Mother. Blogger. Coffee lover. Fitness Freak. People watcher. Beauty admirer. To sum up - I'm high on life..!

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