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  A quiet hill, a stranger, and a moment that lingers. After Kainchi dham Darshan, I was heading to Kasar Devi , a small, quiet hill near Almora that’s often whispered about in spiritual circles. Not because it’s a tourist spot, but because it holds something deeper. People say the energy there is… different. I wasn’t looking for answers. Just peace. Just silence. The bus was crowded, but one seat beside me was empty. A girl came and sat down. She looked calm, kind of lost in her thoughts. She wasn’t scrolling on her phone, wasn’t wearing headphones — just quietly looking outside the window. There was something about her presence… like she belonged to the silence I was chasing. Her name was Navya . An engineer from Ahmedabad, now living in Delhi. Once we reached Almora(Uttrakhand , India) I was figuring out how to get to the temple then She asked, “Are you also going to Kasar Devi Temple?” , continues “ I’m heading there too. ” And just like that, we were walking side by side,...

Varanasi is not just a city; it is an emotion, an experience, a realm where time slows down, and the soul awakens. Around 6-month in this sacred city was during the toughest phase of my life, yet, in hindsight, I feel lucky to have spent those days here. This city, its ghats, temples, and unexplainable energy became my silent healer. Every narrow alley, every temple bell, and every ripple in the Ganges carried a story—stories that I lived, felt, and absorbed deep within me. Waking Up on the Ghats: A Life Beyond the Ordinary There were nights when I had no destination, no plans—I just walked along the ghats and, at times, slept right there, under the open sky. Waking up on the ghats of Varanasi was an experience beyond words. The first rays of the sun kissing the waters of the Ganges, the morning chants from distant temples, and the sight of sadhus immersed in their meditations—these moments felt surreal. It was not just about sleeping on the ghats; it was about surrendering myself to t...

Suicide isn’t always about hating life. Sometimes, it’s about loving yourself too much to endure any more suffering. People don’t choose to die because they want to; they choose it because they can’t bear to harm themselves with more pain. It’s not about giving up—it’s about wanting peace so badly that death seems like the only way to find it. Why Do People Choose Suicide? It’s Not About Weakness Most people think suicide happens because of depression, loneliness, or failure. But the truth is deeper. When pain reaches a point where it feels unbearable, when every second feels like torture, the mind starts looking for an escape. And for some, that escape isn’t alcohol, drugs, or distractions—it’s simply stopping everything altogether . Suicide isn’t always an act of hatred towards oneself. Sometimes, it’s the exact opposite. People choose to leave because they don’t want to hurt themselves anymore. The pain is too much, the suffering is too constant, and they feel like their body doe...

Your browser does not support the audio element. Malang has a vibe for you. Wanna tune in? Let's Go Some Goodbyes Are Meant to Be Beautiful Not every story is meant to reach its final chapter. Some come into our lives to teach us, change us, and then leave—just like the setting sun, which fades away only to rise again with a new light. Letting go is often seen as something painful, something we are forced to do. But what if it’s not? What if letting go is just another way of loving—one that doesn’t hold back, doesn’t cling, but simply allows things to flow as they are meant to? That’s how I chose to let her go. Not with anger, not with sadness, but with love. A love that didn’t need to hold on. When Holding On Hurts More Than Letting Go Urvashi and I—we had something real. Something that mattered. But sometimes, love alone isn’t enough. There are moments when no matter how much you want things to work, life has different plans. I started feeling...