What begins as a struggle to understand my own mind slowly turns into a journey across India – from Vrindavan and Rishikesh to Ujjain and Omkareshwar. Somewhere along the way, I began asking a question I had carried quietly for years: where is God, and what does it mean to truly live? What followed was not quite a pilgrimage, nor entirely my own choice. It was a journey that made me question my thoughts, my faith, and even the meaning of being alive.

What happens when you stop running from uncertainty and simply sit with it? Through months of solo travel, strangers, silence, loneliness and unexpected friendships, I began discovering that the journey was never really about the places – it was about finding my way back to myself.