EFFORTS VS EXCUSES

You deserve presence, not permission slips!

- By Aditi Maheshwari

They don't tell you this — but love, loyalty, and genuine care don't arrive with fireworks. They slip in through the cracks of daily life — in quiet gestures, in consistent presence, in the spaces where excuses could've lived, but didn't. Truth wears no cologne. It just smells like effort. Raw, honest, unfiltered effort. And if you have to chase it, convince it, decode it, then darling — it was never for you. Real interest doesn't knock — it plants a garden in the desert, waters it with patience, and waits in the drought with arms full of sun, never asking you to bloom before you're ready.

Their Actions Voted Otherwise!

You never had to ask the moon if it cared for the tide. It came. Every night. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Unmissed by no one. Because real interest doesn't RSVP. It shows up. It doesn't need polite reminders or dramatic announcements. It doesn't hide behind “I forgot” or wear the perfume of “I’m busy.” It’s the quiet tap on the door when the world is too loud. The message sent before the morning yawns. The smile that lingers longer than it should. The hand that holds yours — not when it’s convenient, but when it’s hard.

Interest doesn’t fumble. It finds. And excuses? Oh, they dress fancy, but trip over their own heels.

There’s a strange kind of mathematics in the heart. People will spend hours on Netflix, but claim “no time” for a two-minute check-in.