The sun pierced through her skin that morning, its rays poking a hole in her being. The warmth touching her slowly, lifting her spirits which were lowly. It pushed out all the anguish, awakening her to a new possibility. She looked out the window, the sun brimming with promises, greeting it’s friends in harmony. ItContinue reading “The Grand Entrance”
An article which is special in many ways, it reminds me of home and the memories connected. Onam, a festival all Keralites celebrate comes with a lot of memories. Read through for mine.