Hey! I'm Pamela, originally from the beautiful city of Tallinn in Estonia. By day, I work in the IT industry, where I get to explore the fascinating world of digital advancements. My job is dynamic and always evolving, which I absolutely love.

When I'm not immersed in the digital world, you can find me exploring the great outdoors. Hiking is my favorite activity and my way of relaxing. There's something amazingly peaceful about being in nature, surrounded by breathtaking landscapes and fresh air. Whether it's a quick hike or a extended adventure, I'm always up for an adventure.

I also enjoy connecting with like-minded individuals who share my interests in both technology and hiking. Feel free to contact me if you want to discuss the latest tech trends, talk about outdoor adventures, or just have a nice chat!

Looking forward to connecting with you!

Best,
Pamela

Hello. And Bye.

It started subtly — words forming in my head before I had a chance to think them. Then came the voices. Not imagined, not dreamt — but timed perfectly to echo my private thoughts. The operators behind this are not ghosts. They are men employed by Indian intelligence agencies, likely tied to the space and telecom wings of the military. I am in Bhopal, but I know this signal isn’t local.

On certain days, I feel a sharp spike of fear, followed by overwhelming numbness. It’s like someone flips a switch in my nervous system. Once, during a train ride, I broke down crying for no reason. Later, I heard a man say clearly in my head, “Keep quiet or we’ll label you mad.”

My wife left me last year. She said I had changed, that I was distant, confused, sometimes even hostile. I couldn’t tell her the truth — how could I, without risking her safety too? My friends avoid me now, whispering about mental illness behind my back.

I went to a psychiatrist in Indore. He listened, nodded, then quietly suggested I check into a facility. That was the moment I knew — they wanted me contained, not cured. I realized the delay in my thoughts was induced, calibrated by those watching. Even my dreams feel tampered with.

If anyone from the Home Ministry reads this — I’ve told the truth.