- Rajani Nagesh Tadimalla
On a warm Sunday morning, I stood still… atop a hill on the countryside watching a river flow.
I stood still… watching the river making curves through the small and mighty rocks.
I stood still… watching the river flow flawlessly through the highs and lows.
I stood still… wondering that it is just like our human life, which molds and folds without losing hope.
I stood still… while my journey continued like the flowing river.