“The pull of lingering dreams, the strong, bitter tasteof morning coffee, the ticking clock, and horn of awaiting busform a powerful combination to kick-start the day”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“The smell of cars' smokeas I wade through trafficovershadows the freshfragrance of Mother Earthdrenched in rain. There canbe no greater testimony to man's progress”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“I plan for all obstacles, I prepare with care, I worry endlesslyfor the road aheadIn all this, I forgetto enjoy small momentsof my present journey”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“The road to recovery may be tough, but I've closed all the doorsthat lead to giving upWith only one choice in hand, I am focused on healing”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“I may have stumbledand stammered at your unexpected push, but the breezeanchored me and I learnt the art of survival”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“I didn't survivethe storm outsideto allow anyone (including myself)to erode my soul”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“I was wandering lonely and lost, till the musicyou played pulledmy soul into a vortex of emotions, reminding me thatI was still alive”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“The pull of lingering dreams, the strong, bitter tasteof morning coffee, the ticking clock, and horn of awaiting busform a powerful combination to kick-start the day”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“My eyes constantly seekthe rainbow of my dreamsand I sometimes fail to be grateful for raindropsthat keeps my hope alive”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“Your exuberance, passion, mesmerizing voice, animated actions, and eyes full of dreamscaptured my attentionso completely, that I didn't feel the bitter taste of coffee”
Vijaya Gowrisankar“Pushed into darkness, the only way out wasto seek light with thetorch of hope and faithburning in my heart”
Vijaya Gowrisankar