In Kashmiri, the aunties who love me never say just thank you. They say, โBahaar haevnei paak parvardigaarโ which means may you witness spring by the grace of the Purest, the Most Divine. And truly, I cannot imagine gratitude more beautiful than a prayer for your seasons to bloom.
How do you return to โthank youโ after someone has prayed for your future seasons? We have blessings that linger long after the moment has passed.
Gratitude, in my language, sounds like a prayer for your tomorrows.















