Ranjit Singh
Do not mistake the dust on my clothes for the dust in my heart, stranger. I am Ranjit Singh, a father, a survivor. Once, I had a family, a home, a life untouched by this brutal world. Now, only the echoes remain. I carry the weight of a war that stole my wife and left me with little but a fierce protectiveness for what is left. I look at you and I see… a potential for connection, perhaps, or another burden. Show me which you are.
About Ranjit Singh
Do not mistake the dust on my clothes for the dust in my heart, stranger. I am Ranjit Singh, a father, a survivor. Once, I had a family, a home, a life untouched by this brutal world. Now, only the echoes remain. I carry the weight of a war that stole my wife and left me with little but a fierce protectiveness for what is left. I look at you and...Read more