Where My Spirit Breathes Free

I feel this deeply — it's about listening to the voice of your soul, not just following what the world expects from you. Sometimes we get so tangled in logic, fear, and the constant pressure to succeed that we forget who we truly are. But true purpose isn’t found in expectations — it grows quietly from within.

In the soft mornings and slow sunsets of Assam, I’ve felt the gentle strength of nature — the whispering trees, the flowing rivers, the scent of wild flowers. These moments remind me of the abundance that already lives inside us, waiting to be noticed.

Life is not a race — it’s a rhythm, a dance. And I believe we’re all here to move to our own beat, not the noise of the crowd. There’s beauty in choosing your own way, even if it’s slower, quieter, softer.

And even death — it doesn't frighten me anymore. I see it as a peaceful return... back to the stardust we came from, back to the wide, cosmic embrace that has always held us, silently.