Things I never sent. Things I never said.
Experiment of months didn’t land the way I imagined, but it wasn’t wasted. The idea was simple and exciting. I wanted t...
I was reading The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. I won’t call this a review. I don’t think I’m qualified for that. I’m n...
To my dearest Yellow🟨🟨🟡🟡: Over time, I met many people in life, but Among them, you are the one I have always felt ...
Recently, I noticed a small change in myself once I started fasting. I started trying to smile more, even at random peop...
Justnow when we see another war on this beautiful planet I remember this quote below: ”You asked me why the Palestinian...
It has been more than 24 hours without notifications. No pings. No messages. No one needing anything from me.and nor I ...
My Life, in reverse Life feels like it moves backward. We want something badly, believing it will finally make us whole...
Riding early morning before the city wakes up is therapy. No notifications. No rush. Just road, wind, and thought. Som...
It was one of those Bangalore nights where the city feels quieter than usual. The traffic had died down, street lights ...
On her 10th birthday, Helga asked for a window. “You have three,” her mother said, confused; “Not those” she said. “A ...
He was the kind of person who lived quietly inside his own thoughts. Words came easily to him when he was alone, but aro...
It always began the same way , a passing glance on campus that felt anything but ordinary. Among crowded corridors and h...
I used to build things quietly. No tweets. No blog posts. No demos. But building in public changes how seriously you t...