Aroma Quote by Suman Pokhrel
““As you entered the room stirring air with suppleness of walk, waking up the stillness with jingles of cymbals, making curtains dance to the sound of bangles: aroma wafted into air from canvas and copybooks, my paintbrush grew restless, and pen became enraptured; my eyes, and hands. and this and that became electrified.””
