It is very quiet in the room. I'm all alone and the small, yellow light keeps me company. Under it, I've just finished reading A Book of Simple Living by Ruskin Bond. I think about the ferns, geraniums, walnuts, oaks and deodars generously mentioned in the book. I can hear the silence float in the... Continue Reading →
What Is This Thing Called Love?
This came in the mail today. I knew it was sent, but when I received it I was overjoyed because I wasn't expecting it. There's a very small note inside it. I felt a tear of joy form at the corner of my eye when I read it. This book is the thoughtful gesture of... Continue Reading →