Anika Rahman

02/13/2025

In my Desi Bride era ⚜️🌻

02/08/2025

Living my gramer gaye holud dream aesthetic 💛 Surrounded by the trees and wearing banarasi saree 💟

02/07/2025

02/06/2025

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02/04/2025

🥶❄️☃️

02/03/2025

Safar khoobsurat hai manzil se bhi
Meri har kami ko hai tu laazmi 🌅

02/02/2025

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01/31/2025

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01/31/2025

✈️🛄

01/29/2025

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01/28/2025

🐍💛

01/27/2025

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01/24/2025

Reminding ourselves that we still are GODDESSES 👑👸

Keep swiping right to see how much we have grown through the years. We take our daily life so granted when you have time with our family. I miss dressing up and creating contents with my sister 👯‍♀️

01/23/2025

Currently obsessed with ’s home decor 😪
Keep swiping right to see aesthetically pleasing home decors 💟

01/23/2025

Core Memory ❤️

01/01/2025

I’ve been second-guessing whether to post a recap of 2024 because I have so much to write, and I don’t know where to begin or end. It was a year full of blessings, countless memories, and self-growth, yet somehow, I lost myself.

The big “drumroll” moment in this post is the realization that I’ve been so busy with work and prioritizing it above everything else, including myself. I know this might sound incredibly toxic, but it’s been my reality for the past year. Trust me, admitting and reflecting on your mistakes and pinpointing toxic behaviors isn’t easy.

The burnout I carried every day only grew heavier as time passed. The worst part? Realizing that many people in this city live the same way. Everyone seems to be caught in the rat race, chasing success as if it’s the ultimate key to happiness. We climb the ladder no matter what it costs, thinking it’s all worth it.

But life isn’t always as glamorous as Instagram makes it seem. Those pictures that show you “living your best life” might actually capture moments when you’re barely holding everything together.

This post is a message to my future self: Whenever you doubt yourself, remember that you’ve become so hyper-independent that you’ve made it to a point where you are enough. Growing up in a brown household where you were often suppressed, your life motto was to become so independent that you wouldn’t need anyone. If I ever meet the softer version of myself in the future, I want her to know that I’ve lived a hyper-independent life to the fullest. It wasn’t as pleasing as I imagined it would be, but I achieved my childhood dream. But, it came at the cost of losing a part of myself.

A big shoutout to my husband for keeping me grounded throughout it all. He constantly reminded me that the life I was living wasn’t who I truly am. He almost forced me to see that I had stopped being my vibrant, extra self. I had stopped living for myself and become a corporate slave. It’s so easy to lose yourself in this rat race that you don’t even realize you’re dedicating your life to work until it becomes your norm.

Thank you, husband, for always being there and reminding me to stay true to who I am.

11/09/2024

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