Hey, it's a new author weaving tales of imagination. I write to pick up the pieces of myself scattered like broken glass. Words are how I try to glue the cracks, to make sense of the quiet nights and the things that hurt. Stories are where I hide, and sometimes, in the telling, I find a little bit of me again. I'm learning to trust the pages, to let them hold my mess, and maybe, slowly, turn it into something like peace.




Ongoing Books: Aditi : The chaos in the calm