It was a rainy day...
It was a sunny day...
It was a clod day, It was winter...
It was spring with koyel and flowers...
All day we remember passes...
Step by step...
Each day
Each moment
We have are precious
'cause, we never meet them again...
Wonderful...
God have created everything to pass away...
Mortal...
But its essence is mysterious, magical, musical...
We can keep everything in our mind
to recall...
To dream...
To be wise...
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