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Author: Choitalyk Ruman

  • Everything Would Be Different If You Loved Yourself: The Story of Sophia and Tasin


    We often think, “If only I had that one thing,” “If only that person loved me,” or “If only luck were on my side!” But how often do we ask ourselves? What if I loved myself?”       Self-love isn’t just a feeling—it’s magic that rewrites life’s trajectory. Through the story of a young woman named Sophia, let’s explore how valuing oneself changes everything. 

    A girl named Sophia, the nights in Dhaka, felt suffocating. Office deadlines, her parents’ expectations, and an uncertain relationship with her boyfriend, Tasin, drowned her in an invisible river of despair. She loved Tasin deeply, but his every criticism made her blame herself: “I’m not pretty enough,” “I’m failing at work,” “Why can’t I do better?” These thoughts haunted her relentlessly. 


    One evening, Sophia got caught in the rain on her way home. Tasin called, demanding,

    “Why aren’t you back yet?                                Did you make dinner?”                                      She swallowed her tears. At home, she stared into the mirror—a tired, defeated face stared back. Suddenly, she remembered her childhood self, who once proudly drew her own portraits.                                                 When did I become my own enemy?


    The next day, at the library, a line from an old book struck her: “Self-love isn’t selfishness—it’s oxygen for the soul.”* The words pierced her heart. From that day, she made small changes: 
    – Every morning, she smiled at the mirror and said, “You’re enough.” 
    She stopped carrying the weight of Tasin’s expectations and bought herself a dress *she* loved. 
    She spent time alone—listening to music and writing poetry. 


    At first, Tasin was annoyed. But slowly, he noticed Sophia’s newfound confidence. She now said, “My choices matter,” or “I need space right now.” One day, he asked, “Why have you changed so much?” Sophia smiled, “I learned to love myself. And that taught me that *my* love for me comes before yours.” 


    Time shifted. Tasin, inspired by Sophia’s self-assurance, began questioning his own self-worth. Their relationship grew respectful, but Sophia’s real victory was this: **”My value isn’t measured by someone else’s love—I am my own sanctuary.


    Sophia’s story teaches us that self-love isn’t a luxury—it’s survival. Can you offer yourself a cup of kindness at the end of the day? Embrace your flaws? If not, start today. Because **”the courage to love yourself can alter the world’s course—first within you, then around you.


    Let your self-love be the most beautiful love story you ever write

    Written by #ChoitalykRuman

    #UmmeyMiah

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  • Things Would Be Different If You Loved Yourself

    Have you ever wondered how your life would change if you truly, deeply loved yourself? Not just in fleeting moments of confidence, but consistently in every corner of your being. What if, instead of critiquing, comparing, or rejecting parts of yourself, you chose love? The truth is, things would be different—beautifully, profoundly different.

    When we give love to the broken, neglected, or wounded parts of ourselves, something incredible happens: they begin to heal. It really is that simple. Love is a balm, a restorative force that doesn’t demand perfection or achievement. It simply asks for presence. In that space of loving presence, our inner fractures start to mend, gently and steadily.

    Yet, many of us carry burdens of remorse, guilt, or shame. We mistakenly believe these emotions are necessary to prove our sincerity or to earn redemption. But in reality, these heavy emotions have no place in the healing process. They keep us trapped in cycles of self-punishment, blocking the very love we need to break free. Healing comes when we shift our inner gaze from judgment to compassion, from criticism to kindness.

    When we begin to look at ourselves and the world with love, acceptance, and compassion, everything changes. Our perception softens. We stop seeing ourselves as problems to fix and start recognizing the wholeness that was always there, waiting to be acknowledged. The world itself takes on a different hue, and what once felt harsh or overwhelming becomes manageable, even beautiful.

    At the heart of this transformation lies a vital question: How do you perceive yourself? This is the key. You won’t find peace, fulfillment, or joy if you’re constantly searching outside yourself, hoping to stumble upon the missing piece. As long as you believe that love or worth is something to be earned or proven, you’ll keep chasing shadows. But if you choose love—love for yourself, exactly as you are in this moment—then love chooses you back. Love flows in and fills the spaces you once thought were unworthy.

    Instead of striving to be good enough, perfect, coordinated, or wise, try something radical: love the parts of yourself you usually reject. Love your awkwardness, your doubts, your flaws, your quirks. Give those neglected parts your tender attention. This is how you complete yourself. This is how you stop falling into the traps set by the false self—the self that believes worthiness comes from external validation or achievements.

    Here’s the secret: the qualities you dislike about yourself aren’t actually who you truly are. They are passing expressions, conditioned responses, misunderstood aspects shaped by experience. They are not your essence. When you embrace this truth, it becomes much easier to return to your authentic state of love. You realize you don’t need to fight, hide, or deny these parts. You only need to love them.

    For example, imagine standing in front of the mirror one morning, feeling disappointed by the reflection staring back at you. Maybe you see wrinkles, extra weight, or tired eyes. But instead of sighing or criticizing, you softly smile and say, “I love you. I love every line, every curve, every imperfection.” It might feel strange at first. But as you repeat this practice, day by day, you notice something shifting. The critical voice grows quieter. The burden of needing to “fix” yourself lightens. You begin to carry yourself differently—with more grace, more confidence, more warmth. And that shift ripples outward: your relationships feel more authentic, your work feels more inspired, your days feel more peaceful.

    So reach deep inside. Let out all the love that’s already there. It’s been waiting patiently, buried beneath layers of self-judgment and doubt. Let that love rise to the surface. Accept the happiness that wants to find you, without grasping, forcing, or controlling it. Allow it to unfold naturally, like a flower turning toward the sun.

    You are already whole. You are already enough. When you love yourself, everything shifts. Your relationships transform. Your outlook expands. Your path becomes clearer. Love opens doors that effort and striving never could.

    Things would be different if you loved yourself.

    Are you ready to find out just how different they could be?

    Written by #ChoitalykRuman  5/5/2025

    #UmmeyMiah

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  • The Nameless Vendor: A Cup of Tea That Changed a Life

    The Nameless Vendor: A Cup of Tea That Changed a Life

    In the heart of bustling Dhaka, near the busy streets of Gulistan, stood a small tea stall — a simple roadside shelter that served hundreds every day.

    The owner, Mohammad Musharraf, was a middle-aged man with a warm smile and weary eyes. Though his days were long, his kindness never ran out.

    Every afternoon, around the same time, a young boy named Rahim would come by. He never asked for anything, never begged. He simply stood quietly under a jackfruit tree beside the stall, eyes low, hands in his pockets.

    Musharraf had noticed him for weeks. Without a word, he’d prepare a small cup of tea and two slices of bread, and hand it to Rahim. The boy would nod, murmur a soft thank you, and leave.

    One day, curiosity overtook Musharraf.
    Who was this boy? Where did he go every day?

    That evening, he decided to follow him — from a distance, quietly.

    Rahim walked far, past market alleys and old brick walls, finally stopping near an abandoned bus parked on the edge of a slum. Inside, lying on a torn blanket, was an elderly woman. Frail, weak, barely moving.

    Rahim placed the tea and bread gently beside her. Then, without eating a bite himself, he sat next to her, holding her hand in silence as she slowly drank the tea.

    Musharraf stood in the shadows, heart heavy.

    The next day, as Rahim came again, Musharraf gently approached him.

    “Rahim… I saw where you went yesterday. Who is she?”

    Rahim hesitated, eyes lowered.

    “I don’t really know her,” he said quietly. “I found her by the road one night after my mother passed away. She reminded me of her. I couldn’t leave her there. So I bring what little I can… I guess, she’s like a mother now.”

    Musharraf’s eyes welled up.

    “You’re just a child… but your heart is bigger than most grown men I’ve known,” he said softly. “From today, you won’t be alone in this. Come work with me — and let’s help her, together.”

    And from that day forward, Rahim wasn’t just the quiet boy under the jackfruit tree.
    He became Musharraf’s right hand — his helper, his hope.

    And the elderly woman?
    With a warm smile, she once said,
    “I don’t know what I did to deserve this… but it feels like someone up above sent me a son again.”

    Sometimes, the greatest acts of love come from those who have the least to give.


    And sometimes, when you give without expecting anything, the universe gives back in ways you never imagined.

    Written by #ChoitalykRuman

    #UmmeyMiah

  • When God Opens or Closes a Door—There’s Always a Reason

    Have you ever stood at a crossroads in life and felt like the door you desperately wanted to walk through just wouldn’t budge? Or perhaps you were surprised when a door swung open effortlessly, leading you into a chapter you never imagined?

    Both moments—the open doors and the closed ones—are not random. They are part of a divine plan written with wisdom far beyond our understanding.

    When God opens a door, it’s because He has prepared the path for you. He’s aligning people, opportunities, and timing in a way that you may not see yet, but will one day look back on with awe. Embrace it. Step forward with courage. That open door is an invitation to grow, to stretch, to trust.

    And when a door closes? That, too, is a gift. Yes, it may feel like a setback, a loss, or even a rejection. But often, what feels like a “no” from God is really a redirection toward something far greater. Think of the person who didn’t get the job they prayed for, only to be offered one later that fulfilled their soul’s calling. Or the relationship that ended, making room for healing and self-discovery, and eventually, a love that honored their worth.

    Life will always bring change—it’s the only constant. Seasons shift. People evolve. Circumstances rise and fall. But in every twist and turn, you have a choice: to react in fear or to respond in faith.

    Don’t question God’s plan just because it doesn’t look like your plan. Don’t assume the story is over just because the page turned unexpectedly. The Author of life sees the whole book. Let Him write your story. Let Him order your steps.

    Be still in moments of confusion. Be patient in seasons of waiting. And be joyful even in uncertainty—because you are not alone. You are being guided, shaped, and prepared for something beautiful.

    Whatever you’re facing today, hold on to this truth: God is good, always. And everything that is happening—whether it feels pleasant or painful—is working together for your highest good.

    Trust the process. Keep your faith strong. Walk in gratitude. Your breakthrough might just be one more closed door away.

    Stay blessed, stay hopeful, and keep going.

    Written By #ChoitalykRuman

    4/24/2025

  • Blessings Hidden Behind Closed Doors

    Have you ever stood at a crossroads in life and felt like the door you desperately wanted to walk through just wouldn’t budge? Or perhaps you were surprised when a door swung open effortlessly, leading you into a chapter you never imagined?
    Both moments—the open doors and the closed ones—are not random. They are part of a divine plan written with wisdom far beyond our understanding.


    When God opens a door, it’s because He has prepared the path for you. He’s aligning people, opportunities, and timing in a way that you may not see yet, but will one day look back on with awe. Embrace it. Step forward with courage. That open door is an invitation to grow, to stretch, to trust.
    And when a door closes? That, too, is a gift. Yes, it may feel like a setback, a loss, or even a rejection. But often, what feels like a “no” from God is really a redirection toward something far greater. Think of the person who didn’t get the job they prayed for, only to be offered one later that fulfilled their soul’s calling. Or the relationship that ended, making room for healing and self-discovery, and eventually, a love that honored their worth.


    Life will always bring change—it’s the only constant. Seasons shift. People evolve. Circumstances rise and fall. But in every twist and turn, you have a choice: to react in fear or to respond in faith.
    Don’t question God’s plan just because it doesn’t look like your plan. Don’t assume the story is over just because the page turned unexpectedly. The author of life sees the whole book. Let Him write your story. Let Him order your steps.


    Be still in moments of confusion. Be patient in seasons of waiting. And be joyful even in uncertainty—because you are not alone. You are being guided, shaped, and prepared for something beautiful.
    Whatever you’re facing today, hold on to this truth: God is good, always. And everything that is happening—whether it feels pleasant or painful—is working together for your highest good.


    Trust the process. Keep your faith strong. Walk in gratitude. Your breakthrough might just be one more closed door away.
    Stay blessed, stay hopeful, and keep going.
    #ChoitalykRuman

    Be still. Be faithful. Be blessed.
    God is always good.

    –    #ChoitalykRuman 4/25/2025

  • A Story of Grace and Letting Go

    It was the anniversary of my father’s passing—a day heavy with memories, prayers, and a quiet ache that never really fades. I had hoped for a simple gesture from those I once considered close. Just a small dua, a prayer in his name. But none came. Ego, pride, or perhaps forgetfulness—whatever the reason, it stood like a wall between hearts that were once connected.

    At first, it stung. Not the silence, but what it revealed. I had always believed that blood alone held people together, but in that moment, I realized actions speak louder than lineage. And sometimes, silence speaks louder than both.

    I didn’t lash out. I didn’t confront. I simply sat with the truth that had quietly unfolded. I saw where I stood in the hearts of some—and though it hurt, it brought clarity. And in clarity, I found peace.

    There was a time I would have carried resentment. But now, I carry understanding. Not everyone you help will walk beside you when you need them. Not every kind act will be remembered, and that’s okay. I’ve learned to leave it all to the One who sees it all—every intention, every prayer, and every silence.

    So, to those who chose distance instead of presence, neglect instead of kindness—I still pray for you. Not out of bitterness, but because I choose grace over grudge. I’ve let go, not out of pride, but to protect the peace I’ve worked so hard to build.

    A clean heart, I’ve found, is the softest pillow at night. And in letting go, I’ve held onto what truly matters: peace, faith, and the strength to love from afar.

    Written by #ChoitalykRuman

    #UmmeyMiah  4/24/2025

  • Do You Realize How Much Power Your Deeds Hold?

    Imagine if you could see, with crystal clarity, how each of your actions plants a seed in the soil of your future. Wouldn’t you pause for a moment before doing something your heart quietly warns you against?

    There was once a man named Rafiq who spent his early years chasing only success—status, money, applause. In the process, he often turned a blind eye to his conscience. He told himself it was just “business” when he cut corners or manipulated others for gain. On the outside, he looked successful. A big house. A luxury car. A sharp suit. But inside? He felt hollow, restless, never at peace. The mirror in the morning never lied—his eyes carried a sadness he couldn’t explain.

    One day, he helped a stranger on the roadside—a small, impulsive act of kindness. Something shifted inside him. That feeling of doing the right thing, even when no one was watching, stirred something long buried. It reminded him of who he used to be, before the world taught him otherwise.

    From then on, he began choosing differently. Not perfectly, but consciously. He refused a deal that required dishonesty, even though it meant losing a large sum. He reached out to mend broken ties with a childhood friend he had wronged. Slowly, peace returned. His laughter became real. His nights became restful. And though his material success plateaued, his heart felt full for the first time in decades.

    The truth is, most people live reacting to their desires—doing whatever it takes to satisfy them, even if it means silencing the voice of their conscience. They may gather achievements, but often feel a quiet emptiness they can’t quite name.

    But when you live with integrity, when your choices are aligned with your values, life takes on a new richness. You may not have everything the world calls “success,” but you gain something far more valuable—inner peace, meaningful connections, and a sense of quiet joy.

    A heart that remains kind, even in an unkind world, becomes a source of light—not only for others but for itself. Your good deeds, however small, do not go unnoticed. They ripple outward and inward. Sometimes the reward is a gentle ease in your spirit, a friendship that nourishes you, or health that money can’t buy.

    So live with a conscience. Let love guide your actions. Help when you can, forgive even when it’s hard, and keep your heart clean. The life you build this way may not always look grand on the outside, but within, it will feel like home.

    -#ChoitalykRuman ##UmmeyMiah

    4/19/2025

  • The Prayer That God Hears Is the One From the Heart

    Have you ever wondered what kind of prayer truly reaches God?

    We often learn rituals, memorize words, and repeat them with our lips, believing that the form alone is enough. But deep down, many of us have felt that something is missing. There are moments when we sit in prayer, yet our minds are elsewhere. Our lips move, but our hearts are quiet. And in those moments, we feel the emptiness. Why? Because true connection with the Divine doesn’t begin with the tongue—it begins with the heart.

    The prayer that God hears is not about how perfect our words are or how many times we repeat them. It is the silent cry of the heart that captures divine attention. When your heart aches, when it breaks open in longing, when it rises in sincerity and surrender—that is the moment God listens. That’s the kind of prayer that doesn’t need translation.

    God does not listen to us because we sound wise or because we’ve mastered a religious routine. He listens because we are real with Him. When the heart speaks, it speaks a language all its own—a language not made of words but of emotion, love, sincerity, and truth.

    There is a kind of suffering, a kind of deep yearning, that the heart carries—sometimes without us even understanding it fully. It may not be visible to anyone else, but God sees it clearly. He sees beyond our masks, beyond our efforts to appear composed. It is in that rawness, that vulnerability, that real connection happens.

    Worship, too, should be a movement of the heart. If your heart is absent, it’s okay to pause. It’s better to take a moment to be honest with yourself and with God than to go through the motions without meaning. God is not impressed by empty rituals. He doesn’t dwell in outward perfection. He dwells where there is truth—and truth lives in the heart.

    The language of the heart is the song of love. It’s the soul’s yearning for the Beloved. And here’s the beautiful part: the Beloved is not far away. He is not found only in grand buildings or far-off places. The Beloved resides within you. His only true home is the heart.

    So the next time you feel unsure of how to pray or feel unworthy because you don’t have the right words—remember this: You don’t need the right words. You only need a willing heart. A heart that loves, that longs, that hopes, that cries out—this is the heart that God hears.

    And in that stillness, in that authenticity, you will find what you’ve been seeking all along: the Divine Presence, gently waiting within you.

    –   # ChoitalykRuman

    04/16/2025 3:19am