Yesterday was honestly very hard on both my physical and mental health. Today started quietly. Sehri: 3 boiled eggs and tea. Simple. Nourishing. Enough to get through the fast. After that I prayed and went back to sleep. But when I woke up… I still didn’t feel okay. There was this strange heaviness. Anxiety. A suffocating feeling. One of those days where even standing up feels like effort. Because of that, I didn’t go to the office today. I knew my body and mind needed a pause. Sometimes we push through everything. But sometimes the most responsible thing you can do is acknowledge your limits. Later in the day I woke up again and recited a little Qur’an. Not a lot. Just enough to reconnect. Then I slowly started iftar preparations. Thankfully, my husband helped a lot today because I genuinely couldn’t manage everything alone. And sometimes support like that becomes the biggest blessing of the day. Right now, I’m feeling a little better. Not perfect. But better. And today left me with one strong thought: No matter how hard the fall is, what matters is whether you get back up or not. Because starting again — even slowly — is something only winners do. Ramadan is not about being perfect every day. Some days you thrive. Some days you survive. But if you keep returning, keep praying, keep trying again… That’s what truly counts. Day 15 reflection: Progress is not “never falling.” Progress is always getting back up. If today felt heavy for you too, you’re not alone. Drop a 🌙 if you’re still showing up despite the hard days. Drop a 🤲 if you need extra duas tonight.

Sehri Ginger shot + basan + multigrain chilla with 2 eggs and chai Walk for 30mints Aftar 1 date Dinner again direct with Desi vibes (2 or 3 maki roti + sarsun ka sag+ dahi+makkan😋 + chatni + Lasi ( but I don't take it ) Walk for 20 mints Chai full dhod pati 😋