“ She has a beautiful heart that plays a euphonious symphony. She is the Zahir that touches your Soul. Avijeet Das
“ Cred ca am gresit, ca am pierdut, intr-un anumit moment, legatura cu femeia pe care o iubeam. Iar acum nu am nevoie decat de-o harta, vreau sa ma duc la ea Paulo Coelho
“ Like a splendid mosaic of myriad colors, she in all her hues of sensitivity would paint her feelings in your mind’s gray skies. She was the butterfly making you run after her. She was the Zahir, a mir… Avijeet Das
