It knocks at our doors and waits outside our windows while we pick at our skin and pull out our hair wondering why we feel
Resolutions remain, in the end, ephemeral promises.
Moments to cherish: Of belly laughs and simple joys, Of the innocent world Viewed through childhood eyes. Moments to cherish: Of the first flutters of
My mother came back with a smile on her face and told me that she was the panchayat’s daughter and wanted to bring light to
