Yana Bostongirl

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No gloss, no glam. Just something real, raw, and unforgettable. I first heard a folk song in a daily soap opera. Back then, it was just a background score. A tune that barely touched me. It was nice, but not memorable. Years passed and the show faded. But then, one evening while scrolling through YouTube, like we all do, the same song appeared in a recommendation. Raw, unplugged, sung by someone in the most natural locale. Just soulful. And this time? It gripped me.

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A publication to share stories promoting joy and positivity so we can live a life where ‘Every Day is a Good Day.’Follow publicationHow to make things good with a sincere apologyRecently, I had a falling out with a close friend. In hindsight, it was just a big misunderstanding. A loved one was in the hospital, and I expected my friend to be there for emotional support. They, however, assumed I needed space and didn’t want to bother me. I was deeply hurt.

1 week ago | medium.com | Vishwambhara Gavshinde |Yana Bostongirl

In Ramayana, Ravana had kidnapped Goddess Sita. Shri Ram and Lakshman reached Kishkindha while searching for Sita. At that time, Sugriva, Hanumanji, and Jamwant were hiding in a cave out of fear of Bali. When Sugriva saw two unknown princes, he got scared and sent Hanumanji to find out the truth about them. Hanuman ji reached Shri Ram and Lakshman in disguise. When they talked, Shri Ram told Hanumanji about his problem that a demon had kidnapped my wife, Sita.

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RELATIONSHIPSSometimes I find the double shift of single momhood very challengingI wish I could spare my kids the pain and fear of growing up in a household where one parent ruled the roost with an iron fist and any slip, especially from the mom, was swiftly punished. When I got divorced and could finally breathe a sigh of relief, my priority was to provide my kids with a stable and peaceful home. They had been through enough. I had been through enough.

1 week ago | medium.com | Preeti Singh |Yana Bostongirl

All the stories happen with luggageI said goodbye to Amritsar at the Ramada Hotel. The hotel staff wished us a safe and pleasant journey. At the reception, two people were checking in: a man and a woman. The man asked a strange question of the person on duty. What is your age? The man on duty said that he was 26. His answer was “I thought as much.” I did not know what relevance it had, but I got curious about who these tourists were. So, as they left, I asked the staff who these people were.