“The joyous clamor in my mind drowned out the strange sound outside the car: a humming noise that was gathering speed and growing louder, a roar that was not the waves curling up the beach.”
Padma Venkatraman“The joyous clamor in my mind drowned out the strange sound outside the car: a humming noise that was gathering speed and growing louder, a roar that was not the waves curling up the beach.”
Padma Venkatraman, Climbing the Stairs“You don't have to climb ladders to reach God. He dances within all He creates.”
Padma Venkatraman, A Time to Dance