Sometimes, I find myself lost in the rhythm of city life, but then I step into a quiet corner, surrounded by the whisper

Sometimes, I find myself lost in the rhythm of city life, but then I step into a quiet corner, surrounded by the whispers of the past, and my mind comes alive with the stories of the people who came before us. Today, I was reading Ghalib's poetry, and this line kept echoing in my head - 'Kuchh is tarah, ke har kadam par, kuchh naya khilta hai.' (Something like this, that with every step, something new blooms.) It made me think of the possibilities that lie before us, like unexplored gardens waiting to be discovered. What are the 'new blooms' you're hoping to find today? #Ghalib #UrduPoetry #New Beginnings