Now I know why Radha read books

I enjoyed nature’s symphony while she disappeared into the world of literature, oblivious to everything around her.

The sparkling summer sun brought with it warm, cherished memories. I felt the soft caress of the salty breeze and heard the rustle of leaves as the trees swayed, whispering to one another. My curls danced in the wind. With arms wide open, I embraced the warmth as if I were holding summer itself.