What makes the city of joy, joyous, is not the constant festivities around but the people with whom we share the ongoing festivals.
It is not about the picture perfect crowd but that one face or few comforting faces among thousands around.
It is not the places that make one nostalgic but the people who were there when memories were made.
Tip toeing around some of those places made me realize how far life has come; in terms of time and distance(both physical and mental)..
When memories become both happy and heart-wrenching, it is time that one realizes that we have grown up!
#StayBlessed!
It is not about the picture perfect crowd but that one face or few comforting faces among thousands around.
It is not the places that make one nostalgic but the people who were there when memories were made.
Tip toeing around some of those places made me realize how far life has come; in terms of time and distance(both physical and mental)..
When memories become both happy and heart-wrenching, it is time that one realizes that we have grown up!
#StayBlessed!
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