Destiny, a weaver of fates both lofty, sketches its threads with an invisible influence. Our lives, like paintings, are woven with purpose from the very start. Despite this, we often find ourselves lost in a maze of choices, seeking for that definitive thread pointing us toward our goal. Some believe that destiny is a rigid course, an unchangeabl

Sometimes, in the jumble, we feel lost. Our journey feels directionless, unclear. But then, something shifting happens. Lines begin to emerge, a subtle map drawing itself around us. These aren't lines we can trace with our eyes, but signals felt deep within, guiding us towards something unknown. Feel in the whispers that call your name. Let