A quaint coffee shop, just us and the half-eaten sandwich. A trail of fading thoughts akin to the white line of smoke left by a passing jet plane in the sky. Bridges of snow between our chairs. Suddenly a rainbow of my sighs vapourize the pause. The words unsaid still hang in your breath… Our journey is golden. But for the yearnings that is so mismatched. … [Read more...]
Archana Shivmani Rao
Archana was raised in Chennai and lives in Dubai, She had a life in the banking world but retired early.