“Who knows where it is, the face I would call my own if not in the mirror that faces me? It is enough that it exists. Whether flowing secretly in the veins of a leaf, blowing in the dust of… — Deepa Agarwal Copy Share Image
“Who knows where it is, the face I would call my own if not in the mirror that faces me? It is enough that… — Deepa Agarwal Copy Share Image
