Comments about Christina Rathod
As i was strolling in the tall silk grass..
soft touch of soil beneath my foot created a feeling
as if i was roving in a sweet dream.
i walked for some distance
and, heard a known voice calling my name,
and i looked at the place where the voice was coming from
, but to my astonishment
I found no one there except me and my loneliness.
I just nodded my head, smiled slightly
feet started walking over again on the same way where it lead
the atmosphere enchanting one created a kind of grace in my heart..
Unknowingly the pleasing climate,
the soft blowing ...