bhaskar saikia

the Galactic Nomad


Whispers I Hear

The darkness grew darker,
The ruffling of leaves
Took on a new meaning...
Life as we knew it
Is not what it is!

There are moments in life when everything shifts—when what once felt familiar suddenly becomes unrecognizable. The rustling of leaves, once a gentle whisper of the wind, now feels like a coded message from the unknown. The darkness, instead of merely being the absence of light, takes on depth, a presence of its own.

We often assume life is predictable, that the rules we follow today will hold true tomorrow. But change is inevitable and in those moments of transformation, reality bends, perspectives shift and we are forced to re-evaluate what we thought we knew.

Perhaps, this is the essence of growth—the realization that life is fluid, ever-changing, never truly what it seems. The question is: do we resist it, or do we embrace the mystery?

Sometimes, all it takes is listening to the rustling leaves and stepping into the unknown.



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