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Ashes of Illusion – Part V: The Shape of Peace By Lokanath Mishra The year turned quietly. There was no announcement, no milestone that marked the shift. Rajesh simply woke up one morning and realized that his life no longer felt like something he was recovering from. It...

Ashes of Illusion – Part IV: What Remains By Lokanath Mishra The river Ananya had mentioned was not extraordinary. That was precisely why Rajesh liked it. No crowd, no noise, no vendors calling out. Just a long stretch of quiet water moving at its own pace, reflecting...

Ashes of Illusion – Part III: The Weight of Silence By Lokanath Mishra Time did not heal Rajesh. It refined him. The years that followed the divorce were not dramatic. There were no sudden successes, no miraculous turning points. Instead, life moved in a quiet, deliberate...

A Prayerful Reflection on My Daughter’s Birthday By Lokanath Mishra On this sacred day, as the calendar marks the 21st of April, my heart turns inward in gratitude, remembrance, and prayer. It was on this very day in 1987 that my daughter Priyanka entered this world—an arrival...