50 shades of Bridges, some of my faves from all over the planet.

Pic : Ponte Vecchio, Florance

Mmmm… sounds so erotic, like a steamy book trilogy, but my love for bridges? Oh, that’s real.

Bridges will always connect my dreams to reality, guiding me from one side to another. Built with passion, strength, and unwavering effort, they stand as a testament to perseverance. And I've always been fascinated by them—each one a story, a journey, a beautifully crafted path to something new.

Pic: Ponte de Dom Luis I, Porto Portugal

Sometimes, when I feel disconnected, I rethink the bond between myself and others—like a bridge.

Building that kind of bridge isn’t easy; it takes sacrifice, patience, and discipline. We love observing how people think, act, and feel. We form connections, and we choose to stay on that bridge rather than standing alone on our own shores.

A bridge supports safe passage between two worlds. Our connection makes us feel secure, understood, and unafraid. The bridge is strong, safe, and full of life—just like the relationships we cherish.

Pic: Rainbow Bridge, Niagara Falls Ontario, CA.

After a while, I realize that I can’t always stay on the bridge. There are responsibilities waiting for me on my own shores—things I must take care of alone.

But I find comfort in knowing that the bridge is always there, steady and unwavering. No matter how far I drift, I can always walk back onto it, reconnect, and feel the warmth of that bond once more.

Pic: Pont Notre Dame, Paris

Pic : Old Bridge , Heidelberg , Germany

I don’t go to the bridge only when I’m sad or feeling disconnected. Often, I walk across it when I feel blessed and grateful too.

It’s not just a place of healing but also of celebration—a path where I share joy, laughter, and appreciation for the connections that make life meaningful. Whether in sorrow or in happiness, the bridge remains, always welcoming, always strong.

Pic: Harbour Bridge , Sydney, Straya

If only those bridges could speak, they would have countless stories to tell—of reunions, farewells, dreams, and struggles.

It saddens me to know that some have walked onto a bridge not for connection, but to let go of their pain. The very structure meant to bring people together has also witnessed moments of deep despair. It’s heartbreaking…

I wish those who feel lost could see that bridges are not just an end, but a path—a way forward, a passage to something new, to hope, to another shore where they are not alone. If only they knew that help, love, and light still exist beyond the bridge.

Pic: London Bridge , London , UK

Pic: Chain Bridge , Budapest, Hungary

Poc:Berlin Mitte, Germany

Pic : The golden gate bridge , San Fran

Sometimes, in anger, people are tempted to burn the bridges behind them, severing connections in the heat of the moment. But I could never do that.

If I’ve chosen the wrong bridge, I won’t set it ablaze—I’ll simply close it off and walk away. No destruction, no regrets. If it was never meant to last, it will fall on its own. And if it was, then maybe, one day, it will still stand, waiting for a different kind of journey.

Pic, Bridge over River Kwai, Thailand

Pic, Megler Bridge, Astoria, Oregon

Pic: Tokyo Bridge, Tokyo , Japan

My love for bridges takes me to incredible places—a journey filled with wonder, discovery, and joy.

Walking from one side to another always brings me happiness. There’s something magical about the way bridges connect not just places, but hearts, dreams, and stories. I want to share that beauty with you all—the strength, the elegance, and the sense of adventure they hold.

Let’s celebrate the bridges that take us forward, the ones that remind us that no distance is too great to be crossed.