Notes Along The Way

The first time my dad and I visited the Himalayas together, it wasn’t just a trip — it felt like something we were both quietly being...

It was one of those unplanned adventures. I had been living in Kasar Devi for nearly three months. Time moved differently there. Slower,...

It was a cold December night in Kasar Devi. The kind of night where the air is sharp, the silence thick, and everything feels a little...