Nepal · Wanderer · Writer

Living slowly,
noticing more.

I write about the places I wander, the things I lose, and what stays with me when I return. Sometimes it's a mountain. Sometimes just a moment of light.

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Latest entry

Turquoise lake on the road to Mustang, prayer flags in the distance

Travel · April 2026

Mustang and the Lost Footage

I lost 80% of the clips I loved most from Mustang. The ones I had replayed in my head on the drive home — gone. What I didn't expect was what that loss would teach me.

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From the journal

On Saying Less

We treat speech as the proof of presence. But sometimes the most attentive thing in a room is the person who hasn't said anything yet.

May 19, 2026

The Light at Four

There is an hour in Kathmandu, late in the afternoon, when the light goes thin and gold and the whole city seems to remember something.

May 15, 2026

Words That Don't Translate

Some of the things I want to say in English have no shape in English. They were born in another language and they refuse to leave it.

May 10, 2026

The Shape of a Good Morning

I have spent years trying to engineer the perfect morning. It turns out the good ones share almost nothing in common.

May 5, 2026

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Currently

Reading

The Snow Leopard

Peter Matthiessen

Listening

Resonance of Rain

Nitin Sawhney

Wandering

Pokhara, Nepal

Lakeside, slowly

About

Hi, I'm Anjali.

I'm a software developer from Nepal. I spend my days building things, and my time off trying to get as far from a screen as possible.

This journal is where I slow down enough to think — about travel, presence, and the things you only notice when you stop looking for them.