The Leaf and the Flower
At night, I was strolling in the park,
The night sky was empty, gloomy and dark.
Cold winds passed by,
Sending shivers down to my spine.
At night, I was strolling in the park,
The night sky was empty, gloomy and dark.
Cold winds passed by,
Sending shivers down to my spine.
Do you ever find your younger self
Preserved in the pages of a book?
Tucked in carefully,
Written in author Sudha Murty’s inimitable style, this book is a heart-warming picture of everyday life and the quirks of ordinary people.
Read MoreOh, the world of books that kept me propped up in some different corner of my home or perched on a window sill.
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