The Weight of Salt
We build things to last. We drive piles into the seabed, we bolt iron to wood, we believe in the permanence of our own industry. Then we leave. The sea does not care for our intentions. It waits. It works with the salt and the tide, slowly…
The Weight of Turning
There is a moment before the frost settles when the world decides to let go. It is not a sudden collapse, but a slow, deliberate surrender. We watch the leaves change, calling it beauty, as if the color were a choice rather than a final exhaustion.…
Bliss by Prasanth Chandran
While visiting the ruins of Vijayanagara Empire, in the village of Hampi, Karnataka, India, I came across this wonderful scene. Being present at that place, at that moment, was nothing short of bliss for me.
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