The First Time I Loved Again - Part 2
Who is She???? There are some souls you don't meet; you feel them, even before they step into your life. Sharvani was that feeling. Yeah, Sharvani that’s her name. Chubby cheeks kissed by hidden dimples, warm hands that could heal even the heaviest days, which was Sharvani . Every time I looked at her, it felt impossible not to reach out, pull her close, and just gently tug her cheeks, whispering golu golu, teasing her, laughing with her. There was something about her — a softness that made you stay; a strength that made you believe. Sometimes she wore specs, resting on the bridge of her nose like a quiet reminder of the endless stories she could read, explain, and dream...