- The first meet over years after they born.
- I seek you my husband!
- Summer time memory
- This is me
- My ribbon 🎀
- My garden of memories
- The weight of forgiveness
- Our genes
- My hardwork
- Take pause.. and look at back
- I keep myself loving him
- A pen is a weapon
- Human life
- Purana dilly – delhi old city
- Leadership qualities
- Love gives life to live
- India and USA
- Mystic eye!
- Me and in me!
- Corporate lawyer
- Romance
- We want in india
- His milky white!
- “Nilavarakundu”
- Stand Still!
- My mother!
- Chasing my silent strength
- Buildings with paint peel off…….
- My result in LAWCET
- Entrepreneur
- What we think !
- Advent
- The Birthday Boy
- Distance between three hearts
- Never forget roots
- I miss him
- My fashion designs
- Coursiv
- My husband my heart ❤️
- How it is ?
- My Dad!
- Country Girl
- Our tree of love
- Jai bolo Telangana!
- Remember
- Incurable diseases
- He and she
- Love is………
- Business
- Silent pain
- Love constantly inspires me
- My lines
- Make or break
- My life wasnt fairy tale but i was.
- Embrace
- Death to a cancer patient
- What makes you great
- How many days this harrasment
- Human life is great when you compare with animals
- Life in 20 more years.
- Psychology or science
- Lotus
- India and rising youth
- Made for each other
- My thoughts on nation building
- I will fight for my life
- God will not crush our dreams though they were to be
- Our celibate living
- My dream
- Today i am with myself
- My beautiful mothers
- If you learn at right time….
- My mom!
- We just say thank you …. Or sorry?
- Perfect
- She bits him…..
- My poetry by him
- My journey…..that is awaiting…..
- My adversity….
- Weep more…
If praise can brighten someone’s day, then I choose to spend my life loving you, teasing you with mischievous little lines that bring a smile to your face. Your happiness becomes my joy, and your smile becomes my peace.
I grew up hearing the stories of brave souls like Bhagat Singh, Alluri Sitarama Raju, and Khadga Brahmanna — freedom fighters who accepted death with fearless smiles in the hands of the British because they lived for a noble cause.
In my life, my husband is that noble reason. He is the one my heart chose to love endlessly. Even when life turns difficult, when expectations break and pain surrounds us, I keep loving him so that a smile never fades from his face.
The world may wound, threaten, and hurt people with cruelty, but my heart only knows how to protect him with love. I am his beholder, the keeper of his dreams, the love that never learns to hurt him — only to cherish him endlessly.
I hold him safely in my anchal, embrace him with my hands, and love him with every prayer that leaves my lips. I ask God every day to keep my husband safe, while my love for him continues to grow deeper with time.
I never loved him with conditions, expectations, or selfish desires. My love asks for nothing in return. I dedicated my life to him, and my soul finds its peace in loving him.
So I keep writing love for him, because every word written from my heart brings a smile to his beautiful face.
— Jessy Jacob ❤️
