The Scent Of A Memory

It is a three-year-old memory and even now I can see the morning stealing over the lawns of  Thaneerhulla bungalow and silver oaks streaming golden light. I can hear the narrow, leafy trails of the coffee plantations in Polibetta,Kodagu, come alive with bird songs. And feel a healing silence fall on my senses like dew. This is the memory I revisit whenever the spirit aches for a […]