In fits and starts, through faults and flaws, I share the pieces of my life that speak the loudest in silence.

Some days, I’m cooking meals that nourish the body. On others, I’m whisking something for the soul. And then there are days I’m gathering thoughts, writing letters to life, sifting through the layers of what it means to be a woman, a mother, a seeker.

You’ll find stories here — of travels that touched me, meals that moved me, poems that came out of nowhere, and reflections that bubbled up in long, quiet pauses. There are memories, metaphors, and mantras — and a whole lot of moments in between. From photos of my favourite trips to the dichotomy that dwells within. I pause often to reflect on life at a deeper level. (You can know more about my spiritual journey here). Occasionally, I speak my mind. With every story, I bare a part of my soul.

Hi! I’m Shalini — (Shell, in short)
A wistful poet, an imperfect writer, a dilettante painter, a romantic stargazer, an emotional thinker, and a hermit in the guise of a homemaker. I’m walking through life’s second innings — slower, deeper, and more alive — with no urge to anchor, only to ride each wave with open arms.

Every story here is a shell I found along the way, and I share it with you, hoping you find your own reflection in its curve.