….every human is in constant dialogue with his past at some time or the other… an almost faded incidence, those precious moments lived, many an emotions, pains undergone, remembering his bygone is what every human loves…
… a casual closing of our eyes drifts us to our past… those unforgettable moments, incidences do a sequential action reply. We find ourselves in front of these cherished moments… immersed and lost…
…do you remember that secretly written name on the wooden table in the class room, the movie seen by bunking the extra class, gift bought for a special friend, that first bike ride with a special someone, living moments by telling a small lie, pressing a rose flower to dry in your note book, writing shayaris on the last page of your notebook, planning your not-yet-received pocket money, and the list goes on…
gossip sessions with your best friends, discussing life in general with them until the wee hours, disclosing the most secret desires to your special someone, online conferencing sitting in different continents and talking about the things that matter the most, a gift from a stranger, an sms from a well wisher, compliments from the guy u secretly like, the understanding glances only two bosom cronies can exchange... you're right N... the list simple goes on :)
ReplyDelete..you always start from where my thought process ends...thanks Nid..you are awesome
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