
21/08/2025
On the waters of Udaipur, time seemed to pause.
The ripples werenโt just waves, they were whispers of stories carried by the City of Lakes. The boat didnโt just move, it cradled us, gently reminding us that life too can flow this easily if we let it.
Golden skies melted into the horizon, and laughter danced with the breeze. The reflections on the lake werenโt just of palaces, they were of us, women daring to pause, daring to breathe, daring to belong fully to the moment.
It wasnโt sightseeing.
It wasnโt just a boat ride.
It was surrender.
Surrender to beauty that doesnโt ask for anything in return.
Surrender to the joy of being surrounded by women who see you as you are.
Surrender to the reminder that freedom isnโt loud โ sometimes, itโs as quiet as the sound of oars gliding through still waters.
Because in these journeys, we donโt just discover places, we discover ourselves. And each other.
Hereโs to calm waters, shared silences, and bonds that run deeper than the lake itself. ๐