🌠 The Universe Leans Your Way

On her morning walk, Nisha found a book on a park bench — open to a page that read, “Begin again.”

She smiled. Yesterday had been rough: missed train, broken cup, and a long silence she didn’t know how to fix.
But this tiny sign — this page in the wind — felt personal.
Maybe the universe doesn’t send miracles.
Maybe it just leans a little, hoping you’ll notice its nod.