What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
The best advice was gentle, clear, and true,
“Be yourself, let no one rewrite you.”
For masks will fade, but essence stays the same,
A steady flame no storm can ever tame.
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
The best advice was gentle, clear, and true,
“Be yourself, let no one rewrite you.”
For masks will fade, but essence stays the same,
A steady flame no storm can ever tame.
What things give you energy?
The morning sun that breaks the silent sky,
The breath of wind that teaches wings to fly.
The flowers, birds, and temple bells at dawn,
Remind the heart where quiet strength is drawn.

Within the sand, a secret breath abides,
Teaching the heart where true resilience hides.
Not all that matters lives beneath the sun,
Some battles are silent, yet bravely won.
Simi
Through Sujay’s lens
What’s your all-time favorite album?
Life is the album, time is the song,
Moments the verses that carry us along.
Memories linger like echoes that stay,
Composing the music of each passing day.
Which topics would you like to be more informed about?
I long to know the truths that time conceals,
The hidden threads that shape the way life feels.
To learn of mind, of soul, of stars above,
And how all knowledge circles back to love.
How do you celebrate holidays?
I celebrate each day with quiet cheer,
Embracing moments that are crystal clear.
No need for grandeur, noise, or lavish ways,
Just simple joys that brighten all my days.

Sometimes we don’t have an idea…
and yet somehow we stand
as if the earth itself
whispers, “Hold on.”
The edge trembles,
the ground uncertain,
but still it rests,
silent strength in motion.
When the weight feels heavier than you,
when the next step is hidden,
trust the unseen hands
that keep you steady.
Balance is not perfection,
it’s the quiet courage
to stand, to wait,
and to move forward anyway.
Simi
Through Sujay’s lens
Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail.
I set out to bake a treat so fine,
But smoke rose up before its time.
A mess, a laugh, a lesson learned
That joy is baked, not always earned.
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
I wish I had known time could not be captured,
It slips like sand through fingers made of gold.
It’s learning how to dance with what’s not mastered,
And trust the flow instead of trying to hold.
What are your favorite types of foods?
Not overcooked like thoughts that turn to haze,
But fresh and crisp with sweetness deep and bright.
Like quiet dreams that linger, soft with grace,
They bring the heart a warmth that feels just right.