The Day I Met My Own Younger Self. I watched him,
steady, like the sea beyond Kochi harbour that has swallowed tempests and returned to quiet.
Then it struck me with a softness that hurt:
I was looking at my own beginning. He was my younger self
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A Father’s Quiet Prayer On a Monsoon Night Dear Lord,I stand before You tonight, not as a perfect man,but as a father with trembling lovefor my son who still carries the soft scent of powderand the gentle glow of sunset on his shirt. Grant me strength, not loud, but enduring, Like roots that always hold
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