Remember The Days

Remember The Days It’s the small moments that we’ll always remember The first hello, the goodbyes and the I hope I’ll see you again The sweetness that lingers and the pain that leaves us in shreds And it’... Read More...
remember me

Remember Me

Photo by Aalutamaa How would people remember me? As the girl with a mole on her lips? The one who never failed to keep her kajal undone. Maybe as the girl who was loud when she was expressing something un... Read More...
Winter Here

Winter Here

It is winter here. Cold, feathers of snow float and dance and then hit the ground. Their weightlessness is adorable, so pure, so fragile and so beautiful. The thin thread between the consciousness and existence... Read More...