The degree of impact differs significantly with marginalized and vulnerable communities. — The 2017 Global Environment Facility (GEF) policy on ‘Gender Equality’ states that “men and women use natural resources differently and, as a result, they are affected differently by changes (affecting) to these resources. Gender inequality and social inclusion increase the negative impacts of environmental degradation on women and girls.”

The howling of the winds Just makes sounds like racing cars The grey colored sky waiting to pour down Painting the sky like a mockery clown The slight ray of light peeping through the clouds Questions itself with doubts Moving closer bit by bit to the land Wait until I hold you in my hands Playing with the winds and the sea Hush! It is just you and me ☺ Well! Tell me Mr. Rainy man Will you be mine? ♡

Shattered in pieces of plenty Heavy-hearted, Is this me…? I couldn't even recognize Fighting to breathe more, walking to empty shore, keeping me busy, was not that easy. Overthinking brain took control Autopilot mode for a while Creating a void inside, nothing let to decide. Resting alone, Finding home, Just for me with…

I’ve been busy… I checked my blogs and noticed that I haven’t written anything crazy for a long time. It’s just nothing but priorities. Between the urge to graduate and the complete insanity of a brutal pandemic, taking a three-month break was all I could afford. Now that I feel…

Something that holds me from my innate stupidity and the outside reality The picture was taken from my dormitory room a year before last winter (2019) in Busan. The time was a bit rough and I went through a major mental breakdown. I spent most of my time isolated and in solitude. Controlling your thoughts, to have mental health is a greater deal, it seems. The effort is always excessive. It was a big deal for me coming out of it. To all who is out there, needing a little love and affection, you are not alone. Let’s be there for each other. Let’s grow together.

It’s early morning in Sri Lanka. This was just another usual day for me. I checked everything in my research kit once again for the 99th time. …

It’s 3 pm in Busan. It started raining in the afternoon. Not like a heavy shower. But more like a sprinkler shot. Breezy, dripping kind of rain. Which is always my scene. I hate big showers. If I get caught in the middle of a shower.. …

Paint me with the color of my sky With the right amount of hues Add a filter of my emotions With a shade of peace and silence Carve it with solitude And cover with soft kisses…

I was sitting by the corner of the bar table once my friend got comfy in conversation with a total stranger she met a couple of hours on Tinder. I smiled and was just sitting there for this to over with. …