Author: Sanaa

To her, death is quite romantic. Almost soothing, as though sound of a […]
An umbrella of hues upon fall of society spout; golds, browns and reds, […]
  Barely perceptible, the last of the sun’s rays cosset behind a soft […]
Pigeons are the first to comprehend; perched across the street, they like me […]
Changing the world is something that’s done a little at a time, it’s […]
I will never be a fragrance aficionado, though summer late is permeated by […]