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Men are beautiful
Men are beautiful. Not just when they stand tall, but when they don’t. Not in the ways the world usually praises, but in the quiet, gentle, almost invisible ways. Continue reading
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The Home Behind All My Roads
People often ask me how I travel so much and alone. For me, it’s always felt natural. I’ve always been a traveller at heart, someone who belongs on the road. Continue reading
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The Art Of Leaving First
I think I was born with a suitcase in my hands. Always ready, always packed. People promised me forever. But forever always had an exit door. Continue reading
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This Is The Whole Point
Somewhere between the silence and the sky, I remembered, That this is the whole point. Ladakh wasn’t just a trip. It was surrender. To the wind. The silence. The bruises. And the breathtaking. Continue reading
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I Don’t Love People I Memorize Them
How their eyes light up when they talk about something they love, like little stars forgetting how to hide. Or the way their smile moves, soft and warm, like sunlight slipping through the curtains. And how one hug from them feels like the world taking a deep breath. Continue reading
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“I’d die for you”. A Fleeting Poetry
It’s easy to say “I’d die for you” and yes, it can be true, a powerful thing to feel. But love isn’t proven in grand endings. It’s in the staying. In the choosing. In the quiet, painful act of living when everything in you wants to disappear. Continue reading
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Hello, June
A month of endless sunshine, warm long days and golden evenings. A month of vibrant rainbows, after the spring rain. Continue reading
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Mountain Poetry
In mountain hush, dawn breaks in slow delight, Sun paints the peaks in gold, a wondrous sight. Continue reading
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A Day Adrift In Madeira
Beneath the sun, a sapphire expanse, The ocean shimmers in a playful trance. Continue reading
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Everything Happens Now
No past to linger, no future to crave, Just the breath in my lungs, the beat of the wave. Continue reading