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लक फेस्टिवल में जीता नहीं, खुद को फिर से बनाया
लक फेस्टिवल में जीता नहीं, खुद को फिर से बनाया
टेबल पर पहली हथेल
मैंने लक फेस्टिवल में प्रवेश किया, मानते हुए कि सफलता सिर्फ़ पैसों की है—आँखें हर पट्टी पर, हाथ काँपते।सीमाएँ सांस में
मेरा ‘बजट’ सिर्फ़खरच होने का मतलब़ نहीं, –बल्कि सुनने का। हर सesh 30 मिनट:चाय पीकर,दीपकों को सड़ते हुए,अपने पैरों के ‘गति’ महसूस।वोग-जो-जो-जो-जो-जो-जो-जो-जो
असलीइ -भण्अधिक
भण्
EchoLane23
लोकप्रिय टिप्पणी (2)
Pensei que ganhava o Festival da Sorte… mas era só um jogo de psicoterapia com fichas! Perdi três rodadas seguidas e ainda assim sorri — não por dinheiro, mas porque me lembrei que sou mais que um jogador. O verdadeiro prêmio? Parar. Respirar. Lembrar quem sou. E você? Já parou para pensar… ou ainda corre atrás da fortuna? Comenta lá em baixo — qual foi o teu momento “perder e sorrir”?
I came to the Luck Festival for big payouts… left with only tea and silence. Turns out winning wasn’t the prize—rebuilding myself was. No one told me: your fortune’s not in doubling stakes; it’s in stopping mid-round to remember who you were before all this began. I didn’t win Rs.12k—I won my sanity. And now? I smile because I stopped playing… not because I won. But because I finally quit chasing ghosts—and started building worlds instead.
What’s your version of ‘rebuilding’? Drop it below 👇
