When stillness
found its shore
“He did not know he was waiting.
She did not know she was arriving.
And yet — something ancient recognised something ancient.”
Opposite Shores of the Same Ocean
విరుద్ధాలు కలిసినప్పుడే సంగీతం పుడుతుంది
“I was the mountain that did not know it was waiting
for the sea to carve its canyons.”
(playfully, mostly)
(trying his best)
Bay of Bengal 🌅
Near the Vindhyas 🌾
తెలుగు బంగారం
बिहारी बाबू
ఉమ — శక్తి
शिव
“In every mythology, the mountain does not move.
It does not need to. The ocean always finds it.”
Her.
The Proposer’s Audit
Filed before the universe, in full transparency.
Assets (Pros)
- Will always tell you your favourite story to make you sleep ✓
- Would walk through fire, quietly, without telling you ✓
- Keeps your small joys like museum pieces ✓
- When you fall apart, holds the pieces — no questions ✓
- Turn around — I will always be the one standing there. ♥
Liabilities (Cons)
- Too conservative 🌿 Working on it!
- Steals the blanket 🛏️ Buying a bigger one
- Too silent sometimes 🤫 Listening to you
- Stubborn 🐂 Only about loving you
The Lifetime Perks
Click to break the seals and reveal the contractual benefits.
World Tour 🌍
Every road trip, every horizon, every sunset from a different city — guaranteed, for life.
50% Veto Power
Absolute authority over dinner choices and weekend plans.
Long Rides, Always 🏍️
Whenever the sky calls and the road is open — I am already warming up the engine.
The Sky Was Our Witness
20 ఆగస్టు 2022, ఇందోర్ పైన ఆకాశం
साक्ष्य : सम्पूर्ण ब्रह्माण्ड एवं नक्षत्र
The Milky Way was stretched above Indore that night. Jupiter rose in the east. Saturn glowed at its brightest. And somewhere beneath all of it — two people were becoming something new.
The stars had been arranging themselves for this night for 4.6 billion years.
I have rehearsed this in a hundred silences. This is the real one.
It started in a library. You were reading — or pretending to. I was pretending not to stare. I did not know then that I was already certain of you.
And you — you did not arrive gently. You arrived the way the sea arrives:
with complete confidence that the shore had always been yours.
నువ్వు నా జీవితంలో సముద్రంలా వచ్చావు —
అన్నీ తడిపావు, అన్నీ నింపావు.
We fight. We always fight. But I would choose this fight — with you — over any peace without you. So here I am. Not with roses. Not with rehearsed lines. Just — all of me, asking all of you:
across every fight, every silence, every mile —
the mountain finally has his sea.
And the sea finally has somewhere to rest.