I know today didn’t go the way you wanted it to. I know how much you care, how deeply you feel things, and how sometimes life doesn’t seem fair to a heart like yours. But listen to me — one exam, one paper, one number, can never define the brilliance that you carry within you. You are more than any syllabus, more than any question paper. You are fire wrapped in softness, courage dressed in kindness, and the kind of girl who has already won battles far harder than any accountancy paper.
Even if you feel like you didn’t do well, I want you to know something: I’m still proud of you. For waking up. For trying. For showing up even when it was hard. For being you — my Taniya. And no number in the world could ever make me see you as anything less than incredible. You’ve already made me fall for the way you are — not the grades you get.
So tonight, forget the paper. Let your heart rest. Look at the stars — they’re nothing compared to the light you carry in you. And tomorrow, we rise again. Together.
– Your Prathu 💖