Chintan Bhagat

This is a journeythrough the landscape of the heartwhere every experience leaves its tastesometimes the sharp sting of saltfrom tears shed in darknessfrom wounds that ache with memoryand sometimesthe gentle sweetness of honeyfound in moments of healingin the courage to bloom after the frostin the quiet strength of self-lovethese words are echoesof that bittersweet dancethey are the taste of survivalthe grit and the gracemay you find pieces of your own storyin the spaces between these linesmay you feel the saltand recognize the honeythat resides within you too.