This dates back to the 9th of May 2013 when my homesick heart refused to move back to Bombay to be done with my MBA.My heart ached for my loved ones and on the last night before the journey penned down my tears.
#Dontfeellikegoingback
Damn.
Nostalgia.
It’s delicate, but potent.
It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn't a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards … it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.It’s not called the wheel, it’s called the carousel. It lets us travel the way a child travels — around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved. ~Don Draper.
The time we have is fleeting and rare, 'coz we have zillions of feelings and memories to share.
Some fondling, talks,hugs and follies
Moments of endless giggles, or pains or stories
Every emotions melting out of our eyes
The fading moments and approaching dawn..
Love me when I’m here and remember me when I’m gone..
PS: Thank Heavens!!! Some relationships never change.
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