The difference that comes.. makes things take for granted.. The things that were, the time that was...for all transformed into a memory of past.. Still it exist..atleast somewhere definitly.. Hope it emerges one day...
I dont know why u titled it that way.. but every word u say seems to oppose it... Memories hurts but are cherished.. we want to go back, live them again not knowing those passing might lead to something better.. MY view.. :)
I agree from you saurabh..memories are always good and cherished..atleast those pull your jaws in tough times..but yess it hurts too for now its not possible to bring it back :( Tumhara view sahi hai yaar..but sometimes we still miss them :) koi na :)
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I dont know why u titled it that way.. but every word u say seems to oppose it...
Memories hurts but are cherished.. we want to go back, live them again not knowing those passing might lead to something better.. MY view.. :)
I agree from you saurabh..memories are always good and cherished..atleast those pull your jaws in tough times..but yess it hurts too for now its not possible to bring it back :(
Tumhara view sahi hai yaar..but sometimes we still miss them :) koi na :)
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