When Life Walks with Death
When Life Walks with Death written by: Sarb Randhawa Just two friends. They don’t say much. Never...
Sarb Randhawa
Before I found my way into writing, I lived many lives: tennis courts, tech rooms, client calls, dusty bookshelves. But the words were always there. In margins. In pauses between work and sleep. I write about the in-between—life and death, silence and noise, stillness and the storms we carry quietly. My work is shaped by old memories, soft grief, early mornings, and the kind of love that doesn’t ask to be seen. You’ll find me speaking through stories—about crumbling benches, old tin boxes, fading laughter, and moments that feel like prayers. I try to write the way life feels: uneven, unfinished, but still holding something worth coming back to.
