“I often think of myself as a cloud, wandering, drifting in pristine silence. Then suddenly the landscape changes and I am dark, thunderous, unsurmountable, roaring inside my own head. It is beautiful and terrifying at the same time, almost like… — Jaspreet Mann Copy Share Image
“What were you thinking when you woke up this morning? What premonitions did you inhale? What catastrophes did you taste?” — Jaspreet Mann Copy Share Image
“I often think of myself as a cloud, wandering, drifting in pristine silence. Then suddenly the landscape changes and I am dark, thunderous, unsurmountable,… — Jaspreet Mann Copy Share Image
