It was just like any random visit to her native, catching
up with old friends if they are in town, going out to her favourite food
stalls and greedily wolfing the chats and golgappas, buying clothes at the
cheapest rates and watching the 90s – 2000s movies to revive her hibernated
memories. But it was on one fine day when a memory came alive and gave her so
much that her heart couldn’t suffice.
For all that I wanna pen down....
Friday 13 May 2016
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