In a world where gratitude is the finest jewel one can wear, few stories shine as luminously as that of Pooja Nangia—Majestic Beauty Ms Haryana, an artist of grace, a woman of purpose, and a soul that carries India like a flame within her. As the year circles back to a season of lights, love and reflection, Pooja steps forward not merely with greetings, but with a heart overflowing with thanks.
Thanksgiving is not just a celebration of harvest—it is a celebration of the seeds we once planted, watered with perseverance, faith, and sacrifice. Pooja’s journey has been such a harvest. from a child with starry eyes sketching her dreams onto plain paper, to becoming a State Level Drawing Champion, her artistry bloomed long before the spotlight found the Iconic Diva of India. Those early strokes of creativity would one day evolve beyond canvases—onto global stages, red carpets, and the grand halls of culture.
Her life became a palette, the world her canvas, and she painted her milestones with sky confidence and dedication.
Pooja expresses profound gratitude for every hand that shaped her path—parents who believed, mentors who guided, audiences who applauded, even challenges that bruised her into brilliance. She bows in heartfelt thanks for honors bestowed upon her:
Achievement Award from Mr. Yaqoob Ali, Dubai Government
International Face of Acting Award by Dr. Aditi Govitrikar — India’s First Mrs World
Recognition for her cinematic performance in Los Angeles California in the movie Rich Girl
Each accolade, she says, is not just a medal—it is memory, responsibility, and promise.
Her footsteps, once rooted in the soil of Haryana, now echo in London, Dubai, Cannes, and across the American Skyline. Yet gratitude is the compass that keeps her anchored.
When she walked the 78th Cannes Film Festival in 2025, draped in Indian Cindrella tube dress Ms Haryana mesmerised the International Cinema with her heavenly beauty and charm she inherited from her grandmother. She carried a nation of dreams, silently thanking every woman who ever dared to imagine more than the world offered.
Those who watched her that day did not witness glamour—they witnessed devotion and dedication. A dedication to culture, to identity, to the light India has always held within.
Thanksgiving, to her, is not just acknowledgment—it is giving back the warmth one has received throughout the year. With the folded hands and a golden heart- Pooja extends her gratitude to the universe and to everyone she has met along her constellation-shaped journey.
The luminescence of her journey is not merely in crowns or red carpets; it is in her humility. In her voice that trembles with sincerity when she says:
Ms Haryana proudly says Every hand that raised me, every voice that encouraged me, every heart that believed in me—I carry them all with me like light inside a lamp.”
This Thanksgiving, Pooja offers not a speech, but a sentiment—one that flows like poetry through the corridors of hope:
May every woman find a sky to rise into.May every dream find its wings. May every heart glow like a lamp that refuses to go dim.
She thanks her homeland for its soil, because soil grows stars.As she steps into a new horizon, radiant as morning, she whispers a prayer of gratitude to the world:
“May we all be light. May we all be love. May we all be someone’s love, light and sunshine.”
