
From Amreen’s Desk – The forgotten story…
Today when I opened the book of my memories, I encountered a dried rose drenched with the aroma of a blissful history… My ambience got filled with its faint fragrance, making me sense, just like a young blossom when kissed with grace… I remember the day I saw him, my senses convinced me that he does possess the radiance, to shimmer my life, with the … Continue reading From Amreen’s Desk – The forgotten story…