down the memory lanes i am continiously trying to collect them all and rearrange in my order....
but yeah! i have to accept it..... memory you are strange and miserable one...
i think you are big enough as universe caz you can store from the little pencil i threw into the gutter to the theory of Big Bang
though there is no Hubble's law, you are still expanding...
yeah i can see the glimpse of you dear!!
where i m still holding my mom's hand in the windy seashore of Gujrat.....
where i can hear the noise inside my school van till now...
where i can feel the same strong hold of my dad when Arabian Sea, another evoluted stardust wanted me ...
where i can experience the pain of going away of my