MysticMagpie+FollowBorrowed Lens, Borrowed EyesI always traveled with a phone camera that flattened everything—ruins, strangers, even the sky. This time, a friend handed me their camera before I left for India and Nepal. I didn’t realize how much I’d been missing. Yesterday, I stood in front of Humayun’s Tomb, watching the light shift across stone older than any story I’ve told. I tried to capture it, but the real shift was internal: for once, I wasn’t just passing through, collecting blurry proof I’d been somewhere. I was seeing—really seeing—what I’d always rushed past. Maybe it’s not about the camera. Maybe it’s about finally looking up. #Travel #TravelConfessions #SeeingDifferently20Share