Tangalle So the wave swept away what I had mistaken for connection to the world. Claudia barely noticed the wave. We had been sitting under the same shelter, less than a meter apart. By the time the water retreated, her belongings were untouched. Mine had disappeared into the ocean. My phone, still carrying what felt […]
I did not celebrate the European New Year this time. On December 31, 2024, I was in the mountains of Northern Vietnam, where time seemed to move according to another rhythm. Months later, without planning it, I found myself entering yet another calendar — the Sinhala and Tamil New Year in Sri Lanka. By then,
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Without Transition I arrived in Sri Lanka almost without transition. Just hours before, I was still in Rishikesh — inside a completely different rhythm of life. From there, a five-hour drive to Delhi, an early morning flight, and then, suddenly, the island. Everything happened quickly. Almost too quickly for the mind to follow. Something in
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