Chipped Porcelain

The rain in the Northern Countryside didn't just fall; it colonized.  It seeped into your boots, your bones and your very soul, turning the world into a blurred smudge of grey and charcoal. I remember...

PRANJALI SINGHPranjali is a student and a devoted bookworm. She enjoys reading and writing books along. She loves spending time with her family and friends aswell as exploring new ideas.