Pragya Dhiman is a weird, extremely social teen who loves almost anything to do with books,
nature, empowerment of one's sense of self and rain. She doesn't like coffee, but likes the idea
of a quaint little cafe being her hideaway. She has never attempted to publish her poems,
and this is her first endeavor to do so.
P.S. she is also a hopeless dreamer. Like seriously, it's a problem.
And you might wonder what new foolery is this
that I've embarked upon ...
wherein only yesterday was I peeling potatoes,
and now I'm selling diamonds
but your lust for wonder has led me to believe that
there is no greater temptation
than a woman's imagination.