4 Quotes by Siddharth Dhanvant Shanghvi

how lovers alter in the glance of each other, that space where their moods are accepted and their surrender is never taken advantage of.

She raised her head and stared at the birds with him, caught in a web of awe and loneliness.

There is nothing more critical than to exercise the generosity to let something end with the grace it started with.

We'll probably never save our souls - but hell, at least we'll get our hair sorted.