I can’t seem to let go of what happened yesterday—the crash of Air India Flight AI 171 just after takeoff from Ahmedabad. More than 241 souls were lost in an instant, and only one person survived. It’s raw, unsettling, and it just won’t stop echoing in my head .

There’s no speech here, no foresight or lessons. Just me—rewinding that moment over and over and realizing how fragile this is. I look around at my daily life: the routines, the plans, the chase for what’s next—and I’m hit by how every breath could be the one that flips everything.

And so here I am, feeling shaken in a way I didn’t expect. Simple. Honest. A reminder that the small things—the laughs at home, the quiet togetherness, the feel of a shared space with ur loved ones ..those are it. Right now is all we ever truly have.

I don’t know what’s coming next. But I know this: the most fragile thing is our own life, and the thing most taken for granted is time …

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Suvi’s Scribbles