Her name is Prakriti.

She is made of quiet strength,
of patience that doesn’t ask to be seen.

Like her name, she belongs to the earth—
grounded, observant,
feeling deeply, loving softly.

She believes in the kind of love
that arrives gently
and stays without asking.

His name is Rudraksh.

Steady. Protective. Quietly devoted.

He does not love loudly,
he loves with presence.

Like the bead he is named after,
he carries strength,
calm,
and faith in what lasts.