Tag: detachment and mindfulness

A grin flickers, playful and sly. Rahu dances in shadows, teasing, tempting, never still. It turns worries into whispers, burdens into air. But is laughter freedom, or just another mask? They say Rahu’s joy is electric—unexpected, untamed. It thrives in absurdity, in the thrill of chaos. Laughter spills where certainty crumbles, where the rules bend.…