it’s a bit difficult to gather the old scattered memories into one picture. Yeah! Maybe it’s the best memory to write about, the Nightmare. When I was a kid, I often dreamed about someone who kidnaps me from my home. He wears a dirty dress with long open hairs. He comes into our home by […]Read more "Nightmare"
Why do we stop appreciating the things when we get them. Well that’s a different thing. I often think where that beautiful fragrance of my Grandmother home have gone? I had a flashback about how every year papa used to load all us four siblings in the back-seat of his Corolla 86 and so we […]Read more "Nostalgia"
This post is written in response to the DP Challenge “One-Way Street” & “Hindsight is 20-20“ While writing this blog I’m imagining myself standing at the doorway to time machine. As I have been asked to choose if I have a one way time machine which way I’ll go? I’m too excited to see what I […]Read more "A Walk Down Memory Lane"