Stories to Connect
A cot made up of nave and a pillow made of polyster on the terrace of a two storey building for about two months during every summer for almost six years was my night's bed, and listening to the stories read to me by my grandmother was the best part of my childhood that I... Continue Reading →
Traveling or photography wasn't my thing before, telling stories was my pass time from childhood along with playing sports, but then as the years went by, I fell short of stories to tell, I had lost courage to speak up as I was short of stories to share, and then the social media took the... Continue Reading →
