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When I first stepped into pageantry, I remember thinking to myself that I would continue to bloom as I am. Whether that meant wearing natural fabrics, no fake eyelashes, unpainted nails, or eco-friendly makeup—it would all still be me.

For almost three weeks now, with the help of many ecopreneurs and eco-designers, we’ve done it. We stayed true to that intention.

Our Beauty with a Purpose, Pancha Pranali, was a promise to our country—a promise to stop using words like “underprivileged” or “underdeveloped,” and instead share our strengths with the world. Although this may not be the conventional way of measuring impact, we have been practicing something deeper: the impact of shifting perspectives.

I had the courage to take part in the 72nd Miss World because a little teenager once believed in her own strength. So why wouldn’t I do the same for my country?

In the last two years alone, almost a million people have left Nepal for foreign employment. A narrative that removes indigenous strengths from its people can be dangerous. I want us to remember what we’ve always held—that it’s not global challenges we carry, but global solutions.

Miss World has been a platform where I could live my purpose—sometimes in the smallest of ways. And the support I’ve received for this abstract journey has been truly heartwarming.

It was never about winning. It was always about blooming—fully, simply—as a daughter of the Earth. Everything else can come later.

Tomorrow might mark the end of this chapter, but it’s the beginning of many more journeys for Nepal. And once again, I will not be asking for votes—because I never began this journey to bring the crown home. I simply ask you to breathe with me—with the trees, the birds, the rivers and more—and to remember: Our crown was always in our home.Strength is always in her home.

I am writing from Hyderabad, where I’m representing Nepal at the 72nd Miss World. I carry with me the voices of rivers, mountains, and winds—beings who have always journeyed with us. As an indigenous youth, I long to see the strengths of our heritage honored, and the wisdom it holds remembered. Nepal, and many indigenous communities across the world, carry practices shaped not by dominance, but by deep coexistence. In a time when snow caps are melting and climate disasters escalate, maybe what we truly need is to slow down—not rush forward.

I think of my grandfather cracking open walnuts while my grandmother peeled oranges, telling stories passed down from their elders—stories of birds, plants, and insects that once thrived around them. They sowed their own clothes, grew their own food, and lived within cyclical, respectful relationships with land and life. Whether such a way of living is considered viable today may be debated. But the sense of connection to land, food, and time is something anyone can feel. Perhaps it’s this disconnection where our solutions begin to fail.

As a climate activist, I’m not here to save the planet—but to stay with it, with love and reverence. This world does not belong to humans alone. It belongs equally to the more-than-human. Perhaps it’s time we re-listen to the stories they’ve always been telling.

My journey to Miss World is not a pursuit of a crown, but an offering—to remind us of the depth within the word “world.” The only way we can echo this eco journey is through one another. Not just through votes, but in the quiet moments when you remember me and listen again to the songs sung by our rivers, mountains, and winds. What do they tell you? Could you tell me too?