You Are Always With Me Abba
I look out of the window from Abba’s room. The first showers of the monsoon have freshly bathed the trees. The sky is blue, the grass green, the gulmohar resplendent in full bloom. I turn back to look inside the…
I look out of the window from Abba’s room. The first showers of the monsoon have freshly bathed the trees. The sky is blue, the grass green, the gulmohar resplendent in full bloom. I turn back to look inside the…