“Those premonsoon evenings are etched in my mind in the melancholy strokes of an aching heart.” — Shona Patel Copy Share Image
“Those premonsoon evenings are etched in my mind in the melancholy strokes of an aching heart.” — Shona Patel Copy Share Image
“Love survives in a bubble. It diffuses outer reality and reflects only what the heart wants to see.” — Shona Patel Copy Share Image
“even though water chooses the path of least resistance, it ultimately defines its own course. Rivers divide and merge, they braid and weave, they… — Shona Patel Copy Share Image
“But I also know this: even though water chooses the path of least resistance, it ultimately defines its own course. Rivers divide and merge,… — Shona Patel Copy Share Image
