آرام نظر میں اپنی موجودگت

You don’t photograph women—you listen to them.

And somehow… we all forgot to breathe.

This isn’t art for sale—it’s the quiet between heartbeats.

I used to think beauty was something you wore…

Turns out it was just silence wearing a white dress.

Your turn. What did this moment say to you?

(Also: cats approve.)