Friendly Stranger

Friendly Stranger

You came into my life from a chat window of an unheard location.
Talked to me for minutes over a period of few months,
yet each word changed my perception.
We haven’t even seen a glimpse of our moving heads,
but we know what are the quirks of our beds.
Knowing you told me a lot about myself,
unknowingly I had turned into an elf.
Letting you in,I changed the direction of the wind,
refreshingly now I let my needs be the priority and grinned.
Probably I won’t meet you ever in this lifetime,
yet we will chat whenever our phones buzz in a chime.
Stranger things I don’t know if you for real exist,
Believe it or not, but feels like we have kissed.
Like a conscious practical person I fear your identity,
But in the world of known only you my friendly stranger gave me a sense of dignity.

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I’m Himshree

Stumbling Upon Life is a living archive of wonder — documenting experiments in resilience, motherhood, medicine, and meaning. It’s not a manual for perfection, but a lab report on becoming: how we stumble, adapt, and build new blueprints for growth. Through honest storytelling and systems thinking, it connects lived experience to collective wisdom.

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