Every hurt buried deepen the mind has an uncanny ability to surface and make its presence felt when I am feeling low, hugging me like a long-lost friend

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

I didn't survive the storm outside to allow anyone (including myself)to erode my soul

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

I may have stumbled and stammered at your unexpected push, but the breeze anchored me and I learned the art of survival

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

I plan for all obstacles, I prepare with care, I worry endlessly for the road ahead In all this, I forget to enjoy small moments of my present journey

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

I stare mesmerized at the photothat you have sent, pushing your child on the swing...a precious moment captured and I am reminded of the distance separating sand how it seems like yesterday when I was swinging you, dear son

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

I was wandering lonely and lost, till the music you played pulled my soul into a vortex of emotions, reminding me that was still alive

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

My eyes constantly seethe rainbow of my dreamland I sometimes fail to be grateful for raindrops that keeps my hope alive

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

Pushed into darkness, the only way out waste seek light with the torch of hope and faith burning in my heart

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

The pull of lingering dreams, the strong, bitter taste of morning coffee, the ticking clock, and horn of awaiting bus form a powerful combination to kick-start the day

— Vijaya Gowrisankar

The road to recovery may be tough, but I've closed all the doors that lead to giving up With only one choice in hand, I am focused on healing

— Vijaya Gowrisankar