Bachpan ke ghar ki yaadon ka safar

Kuchh bhooli bisri yaaden. Dil ke kono mein chhupi jo kabhi kabhi yaad a jaati hain.

Close your eyes and imagine the break of dawn, you waking up, opening the doors, and witnessing something you could never have imagined in your dreams!

This episode is an ode — and a rebellion.
A poem for the woman who's tired of being a campaign slogan once a year.
This isn’t about pink headlines or corporate hashtags.
It’s about presence — every day, every breath.
It’s about the strength that doesn’t need applause, and the silence that doesn’t need validation.

Jhoothe pad (पद), mithya aasan,

Chhod nakli singhaasan,

Durga, Laxmi, Devi mat ban,

Aurat tu aurat hi reh...

Doston ke saath ek sham hui...

Tune in and relive the magic of dosti—the kind that time tests but never erases.

आख़िर क्यों रखूँ मैं अपने पाँव ज़मीन पर? पिंजरों को तोड़ना है, मुझे तो उड़ना है, आसमान छूना है।

What keeps us awake at night and fuels our days? Dreams—our deepest aspirations, the silent whispers of our hearts, and the fire that drives us forward.