Ruchi Kokcha

We need a return to the tender rhythm of analog days
to ink-stained letters carried by hand,
to stories flickering on the cinema screen,
to the rustle of pages turning in quiet rooms,
to unhurried visits and sunlight on bare skin.

We were never meant to be pixel-bound,
never meant to trade presence for notifications.
A screen cannot mimic
the gravity of a book resting in soft palms,
the warmth of a voice unbroken by distance,
or the way time itself softens
when you are wholly here.

Memory is different when it is not staged
Or prisoned inside a screen.
The truest moments were never made for display
they were meant to be breathed,
to be lived,
to be ours alone.

-Ruchi Kokcha

Hi everyone, thank you for all your messages showing concern. It was a small accident where I slipped and fell on the stairs of a metro station and bumped my forehead on the stair. My eye is fine. I had spoken to the doctor and he said that the swelling travels from forehead to the eyes, and it’s completely normal And it should heal very soon. Might take around a week or so, but thank you so much for all your messages, your wishes and your care. It means a lot.

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