I can feel the smell, the smell of freshly baked dough. The sweet smell of dough is throughout the street; it makes my mouth water. I looked at the bakery, and the bakers are not open yet. Maybe they are preparing for today. I look up at the sky, and the sun has not risen.Continue reading Memories and senses of Samuel Sheraton
By – Gayatri Agarwal So what if we can’t travel now? Close your eyes and reminisce; Close your eyes and reminisce; The winds blow, and the rivers flow. After all, Nature is everywhere we go. The plant outside our home; Or sipping a coffee at the gloam; Every corner is a beautiful home. To allContinue reading So what if we can’t travel now?
