7 years, you are still here.

The hills rolled by, the streetcars were dinging
Turbulent were the waters but the waves were still singing
Winds gushed loud as they sparred with my hair
Even they fell off, but we no despair 🤠

7 years, you are still here. Ting!

You did go to a place, but did you truly arrive there? I've visited this beach many times, but only this time I truly soaked it in. The birds hovering, their wings searing through the sunlight, the crashing waves, the chaos and serenity. I can still feel the surf in my breath.

Fujifilm X-T30, 55mm f/5.6 (5pm, at my fav place on the California coast)

मन उन उँगलियों के जैसा बन जाए, जिनके बीच से विचार रेत की तरह फ़िसल जाएँ

Let the mind be such, that your thoughts slip through it like sand from your fingers