Memories from the land I call home
You meet someone, barely know them, and then months later, they show up on a day when you really need someone. I first met Ramya in December 2025. She was staying as Peter’s guest at Tai Farms and had come to our farm for a day with her family and her father. I was there... Continue Reading →
I stayed in boarding school since I was a child. Being away from home for so many years was not always easy. While the days were filled with classes, chatter, and routine, the nights often brought a quiet ache. There were many nights when I missed my parents deeply. But whenever I looked up at... Continue Reading →
Home between the hills 