There's a lot I may never say aloud,
so I write it instead - in quiet metaphors, in fallen flowers, in girls who stumble and rise again.

I go by Netra -
the one who watches, who notices, who sees between what's said and what's silenced.
This is my first story. My first step.
No formal introductions. Just pages that hold pieces of me.

Ramya: Of Ashes and Echoes is more than a tale.
It's memory. It's imagination.
It's every unspoken goodbye... and the echoes that follow.

I'm not here to chase fame.
I'm here to write - for the one reader who might feel a little less alone.

If that's you -
thank you for finding this story.
And welcome to Ramya.