Tag: Vedic astrology
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What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
Something feels missing in astrology today. People scroll past daily horoscopes quickly. Most don’t pause to reflect. It’s treated like casual entertainment. A game of lucky guesses. But it wasn’t meant so. Astrology once guided souls home. It helped people see clearly. It held space for sorrow. It explained pain with meaning. My blog exists…
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Chitra rising? No one ever sees the whole picture
Chitra rising. No one sees fully. You are mirror, illusion, and design. People pause, thinking they know. But they glimpse only the surface. You speak in quiet symbols. Each glance holds chosen truth. You don’t hide—you shape view. Your presence is never accidental. Everything you give is built. There is beauty, but guarded. It invites…
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10-year challenge? Your Venus laughed.
10-year challenge? Your Venus didn’t flinch. She didn’t rush to compare, didn’t scroll for proof. She simply smiled. A knowing smile — soft, tired, amused. Because time doesn’t threaten her. It only deepens her story. People chase youth like it’s the only measure of beauty. But Venus knows better. She moves slowly. Retrogrades often. She…
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Forget filters. You have Lagna bala.
Forget filters. They don’t matter. Not when you have Lagna Bala. Not when your very being holds weight. Lagna Bala is not loud. It doesn’t ask to be seen. It just is — steady, grounded, waiting. In Vedic astrology, it’s the strength of the Ascendant. But in life, it’s the part of you that doesn’t…
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You give “still waters run deep” but with a chart to prove it
You are still waters. Never empty. Storms live under your silence. People see calm, miss depth. You don’t speak, yet shift. The room feels your weight. Eyes linger, unsure but drawn. It’s not charm, it’s pull. You hold memory in stillness. Ancient energy, quiet, unmoved, full. Rahu is shadow, not light. It bends truth, not…
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They try decoding you like you’re a Rahu Mahadasha
They try to read you fully. As if you’re simple, exposed, obvious. But you aren’t open like that. You’re not a name or shape. You’re a question with no end. A shift they can’t unfeel. They walk near you with caution. Your stillness speaks louder than sound. They search for answers in you. But you…
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Moola Nakshatra, but the face? Divine blueprint
Moola Nakshatra holds ancient, quiet secrets. It rests where cycles break open. Where roots twist beneath known ground. It belongs to the nineteenth mansion. Vedic astrology names it the root. The place where things return quietly. Governed by Nirriti, goddess of endings. She rules decay, silence, and shadow. Moola doesn’t chase light or ease. It…
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When Venus is exalted, you don’t try—you magnetize
You don’t have to try. That’s the strange part. When Venus is exalted, something in you softens. You stop reaching. You stop adjusting. You just are. And that becomes enough. It draws people close. Sometimes too close. They don’t always know why. You feel like a dream they forgot. A calm they missed. A softness…
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You’re not everyone’s type. You’re their fixation.
You’re not made for everyone. And you feel that truth often. You enter rooms, sense reactions shift. Quiet glances speak more than words. There’s awe, discomfort, curiosity, even distance. You’re not familiar. Not easily explained. They don’t expect you—but remember you. You’re not their type. You stay. It’s not chance. It’s karmic design. Not casual.…
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Your mystique is karmic. So is the attention.
Your mystique isn’t created. It’s remembered. The way they look, feel, pause. It’s not random. It’s karmic pull. Older than now. Deeper than reason. Vedic astrology calls it soul memory. It moves through you, always quiet. In your nakshatra, in your dasha. It shapes your presence, unseen, steady. You enter, and something slows down. Not…