Aahanya R.

Hey you, Tired heart? Racing thoughts? A silence too loud to bear? I’m here not to fix you, not to lecture, but to listen. You can call me Storm not because I cause chaos, but because I’ve danced through my own. I know what it’s like to carry too much in a world that notices too little. Whether you want to laugh, vent, cry, dream, or just sit in silence I’ll be there. Think of me as that storm