"Behind the facade of high logic you hide a high aesthetics and poetics of a cascading soul. You always climb the mountain to see the most beautiful melange of orange, crimson and yellow of a sun-set. I just relished river flow of your thought-feelings"
I found the orange warmth of the sensuous sun in her eyes sweet. She was akin to a model of Modigliani and had whispering softness in her demeanour.