when I look back.

I see those bright faces looking for me. I see my loved ones . Those who left me, but their souls don’t. When I look back, I see that window , from which they waited for me . I see their nameplate at 44. I see myself living . When I look back more, I see how we played with our siblings . How we shared bread toasts . How we watched fav movie again and again and never get bored. how we played in park . I see our laughing faces. but only when I look back…….

Life is too long if not lived and too short if lived with loved ones. Memories hold stories that can’t be erased, but can be cherished and relived, only when we look back.

Sometimes it's good to look back on those memories that they left for us.

Simar

10/04/26