I’ve been traveling solo and with friends since before my teenage years.
Over time, I realized I wasn’t seeing what others saw – and a decade later, I began writing about it.
A quirky, philosophical – sometimes mystic – lens, for those willing to look.
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Konya – Rumi’s Abode
As Vayu, the tropical cyclone, approaches the coastal towns of South India and particularly Karachi, I think I’ve found a brand new metaphor for my own religiosity in it. Recklessly unbridled from outside and hauntingly hollow from the core. Creating a stir all around and changing directions all the same; powerful yet empty in the
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