The best thing was that I did not even want to find another person to fill the void he had left behind. I filled the void with my own sunshine and embarked on a beautiful journey to find my own true self.
The wind remembers
what you have forgotten,
And whistles through the barren trees,
like a long lost melody.
-Priya Prithviraj, ‘I Still Remember’.
It’s a beautiful short read about love ,hurtful feelings, coming out and that lovely song which replays in the back of your mind.
If you are looking out for a light-headed romantic read to forget or remember someone special on this monsoon day grab it, you won’t be disappointed…set against a korean background it evokes freshness.
Bombay Reader 