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A Letter to a Version of Me That No Longer Exists
This poem unfolds as a quiet letter written across time—to a self that once believed in fixed paths and permanent answers. Moving from intimate memory to cosmic awareness, it reflects on loss, transformation, and the tenderness of becoming. A meditation on how past selves do not disappear, but dissolve into the matter that shapes who…
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When the Horse Returns to Fire: Ashwini, Time, and the Inner Momentum of 2026
2026 arrives not quietly, but at a gallop. Marked globally as the Year of the Fire Horse and resonating deeply with Ashwini—the first nakshatra of Vedic astrology—this year carries the unmistakable energy of beginnings, speed, and irreversible momentum. Beyond prediction and festival spectacle, this essay explores the horse as a timeless civilisational symbol, the nature…
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What My Silence Would Say If It Could Speak: When Silence Learns to Speak
What if silence was never empty—only patient? In this intimate free-verse journey, silence becomes a living presence: listening, remembering, forgiving, and slowly widening into cosmic awareness. Moving from the unsaid within the self to the vast quiet of the universe, this poem explores how stillness carries truth, how restraint shapes identity, and how silence, when…
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Scamlands: Inside the Asian Empire of Fraud That Preys on the World — A Review
You begin Scamlands expecting stories of fraud. What you encounter instead is a mirror. Snigdha Poonam’s deeply reported book reveals how global systems, digital convenience, and economic precarity quietly collaborate to make deception ordinary — and profitable. This is not a book about criminals alone. It is about the world that trained them, and the…
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A Routine I Didn’t Know I Needed
It didn’t arrive with urgency or instruction, but as a soft insistence— a rhythm that asked not for change, but for attention. Somewhere between light on the floor and breath in the body, a routine revealed itself, not as repetition, but as a way of returning to what was always listening. #PebbleGalaxy #FreeVersePoetry #InnerJourney #MindfulLiving…
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When the Path Finally Breathes Back
A long season of waiting gives way to listening, and creation becomes an act of remembrance. As the creative soul is gently cultivated, a path once demanded reveals itself—slowly, faithfully—under each attentive step, opening from an intimate inner awakening into a wider cosmic belonging. #CreativeSoul #InnerJourney #ReflectivePoetry #PathOfBecoming #PebbleGalaxy
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Sapta-Sindhu: The Seven Rivers and the Making of India’s Earliest Civilizational Memory
What did the “land of seven rivers” actually look like? This visual explainer maps the Sapta-Sindhu world of the Rigveda—where mighty rivers shaped early ritual, settlement, and memory. By tracing the Indus, Sarasvati, and their tributaries alongside key Harappan sites, the map reveals how geography, hydrology, and sacred imagination converged to form one of the…
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The Moment I Realised I Had Changed When I Noticed the Shape of Myself Had Shifted
The moment I realized I had changed was not when I felt stronger, but when I felt less afraid of being small. Less afraid of not knowing. Less afraid of being seen mid-process, unfinished, still tender. #InnerTransformation #Becoming #FreeVersePoetry #CosmicReflection #PebbleGalaxy
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If My Inner Critic Had a Name
If my inner critic had a name, it would be Pebble—small enough to ignore, heavy enough to alter my gait. It never shouts. It measures. It waits. And for years, I mistook its weight for truth. #FreeVersePoetry #InnerLandscape #PhilosophicalWriting #SelfInquiry #PebbleGalaxy
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A Compliment I Never Forgot
I was not looking for it. That matters. The compliment arrived the way dew does—already there when I noticed the morning. It didn’t praise my voice or crown my certainty; it named my patience with mystery, and in doing so, rearranged how I remembered myself. #FreeVerse #ReflectivePoetry #ListeningAsArt #InnerCosmos #PebbleGalaxy
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