Whispers & Winds

She watched all of it in silence. She remembered the nights of struggle, the shared tears, the dreams they once whispered. And she wondered — how did it come to this? Why do people change when they finally get what they prayed for? Why does the hunger to matter destroy the peace they once longed for?

That’s when I understood. The rule wasn’t about money. It was about boundaries. About the weight some relationships can't carry without crumbling. About how the smallest crack, when ignored, can break something as sacred as trust.

Sometimes, life doesn’t hand us closure.It leaves us with echoes—of laughter, of moments, of yesterday's that never really leave.

All I could think was how much I wanted to sit on that bench with him—to really listen. Not just to the sounds around me, but to the world the way he hears it. To let the night sing its symphony and to hear it—not as noise, but as music.

It had been a long day. I kept checking my phone — not really sure what I was waiting for. A message? A call? Some kind of sign? I just...

She had transformed — not into the classic Cinderella fleeing the ball — but into one who ran toward the palace, clutching her shoe like it was a boarding pass to Happily Ever After. Desperate for the Prince, the Ring, the Forever.

Remember when we used to just go places... no maps, no reviews, no "Top 10 Instagrammable Cafes"? Just vibes. And maybe an aggressive pigeon or two.

A few years ago, if someone had suggested that the entire world would come to a standstill, I would have laughed it off. Because...

For the longest time, I believed peace was just one of the many ingredients for internal happiness. But eventually, the bubble breaks,...