a month ago by Disha Roy — 1 min read Note to Self There is time for you here. Time to be uncertain about what’s ahead. Time to dream, and time to outgrow those dreams. Time to let old wounds heal at their own pace. Time to shed, to bloom, to wait, to grow....
After The Rain Disha Roy — 1 min read You don’t walk in from the rain and find warmth waiting. The dampness lingers, The chill does not leave at the door. But you can do the...
Pages We Borrow Disha Roy — 1 min read The reality is, nothing is yours to keep forever. So, you borrow time, love and joy. You check them out like books from a library. You try not...