Home is not a place remembered, but a feeling renewed—the hills, the rain, and a quiet welcome waiting before you arrive.
Hamlet -
misty vales,
glistening green hills,
rain greets my arrival.
Home.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
The road home
Home is not a place remembered, but a feeling renewed—the hills, the rain, and a quiet welcome waiting before you arrive. Hamlet - misty val...
Wednesday, July 22, 2026
Saturday, July 18, 2026
Paper boats
Sometimes the greatest joys begin before the first raindrop falls—folded paper boats, hopeful skies, and childhood waiting for nature to keep its promise.
Eventide.
Muddied-grey sky,
holding humid promise.
Paper boats are ready.
Rain.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
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