HealingJourney
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Postcards from Hampi
Sahana Pillai Chapter 1: Arrival in Ruins The sun was slipping behind the rust-coloured boulders when Tara stepped off the bus at Hampi Bazaar. The air smelled of dust, old stones, and wild basil, and the landscape looked nothing like the glossy travel blogs she’d scrolled through. This place felt older than time — a…
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Windswept Roads
Ishani Sen The Road to Leh The plane shook with a sudden jolt as it dipped through clouds, drawing a quick gasp from the passenger in seat 14A. She gripped her window armrest instinctively, then laughed at herself under her breath. “Relax, Tara. You’ve been through worse,” she whispered. Below, the Himalayas looked like a…