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In Murmansk, I made a mistake I never thought I would. I am extremely careful with my belongings. In all my travels, I’ve never forgotten anything. But that night, in the middle of cold, chaos, and rush — I did. It was freezing, and our jackets weren’t enough. So we went to a mall to find

Pangong Lake My journey through Ladakh carried one quiet longing — to stand before Pangong Lake and witness its stillness with my own eyes. We left Nubra Valley before the day fully awakened. The road unfolded like a slow prayer — passing through silent villages, ancient mountains dusted with ice, frozen glaciers shining under pale

Unlike many philosophies, Buddhism moved me in a quiet but drastic way. Maybe it is because I am drawn to calmness. To stillness. To peace that does not demand attention. The ancient monasteries are not just historic monuments. They are living stories. Every wall painting, every tapestry, every carved detail holds a philosophy about life. Not loud

As I wandered through Russian cities, happily and without any particular agenda, something quietly caught my attention. There was something about the elderly here—something I had never really seen before. At first, it felt ordinary. I noticed older people working in stores, malls, and public places as security staff. I assumed it was normal, maybe

Varanasi – A spiritual trip Varanasi was not just a trip for me. It was where my spiritual journey truly began. It’s not that I wasn’t spiritual before. But here, I began to understand what devotion actually feels like. Not ritual. Not habit. But surrender. 2025 had been a difficult year — a roller coaster

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