Trip down memory lane
I stepped out of my office this morning at around 7am… And the crisp humid morning air, the chirping birds, the silence transported us to a different world… leaning against the walls I smiled as I walked down memory lane…
the mornings sitting on the small parapet wall along the hostel, book in hand, enjoying the sea breeze and a few silent hours of solitude before joining the routine days of classes, notes and friends….willing the phone to ring and the long conversations with granny and grandpa… memories of those days…when friends were there always for you, around you… hmm those days…. were sweet…hey “gang” incase u are reading this.. remember “pooh”misses y’all
the mornings sitting on the small parapet wall along the hostel, book in hand, enjoying the sea breeze and a few silent hours of solitude before joining the routine days of classes, notes and friends….willing the phone to ring and the long conversations with granny and grandpa… memories of those days…when friends were there always for you, around you… hmm those days…. were sweet…hey “gang” incase u are reading this.. remember “pooh”misses y’all
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