In 2022, I made the climb to Everest Base Camp in Nepal.I didn’t go to chase a summit or prove anything. I went because something inside me had gone quiet – not broken, just tired. Not loud, but heavy. I needed space that didn’t ask anything from me. I needed to...
They tell you writing a book is hard. That it takes discipline, time, courage. And they’re right. But what they don’t really talk about is how lonely it can be – not just after it’s done, but while you’re in it. And not a dramatic kind of loneliness...
There are moments in life when you realize you don’t quite belong to the place you come from, or the place you live in. For me, that’s never been just a passing thought. It’s been something I’ve carried for as long as I can remember – like a second skin. I came...
