Every person has their own understanding of the life and I have mine. Sometimes, I become too much nostalgic about the past events of my life. I wonder about my life - it is quite colorful and full of events. Childhood memories draw me greatly and I feel like crying. It is a very irrational attitude to do, but it happens to me. The diary I am writing online is the writing for mine and I would be the reader after 20-30 years. Because, I am changing, memory is decreasing, forgetting many things and learning many new things. Even, I cannot remember the names of all of my relatives and friends. This is a probably a usual thing, but I don't want to forget.
Somewhere I heard that memories are like gold, there will be a time when you will have only the memory. These diaries are my memories.
Life is an experience, a magic, an illusion and a temporary stay live; but it is dangerously beautiful. So, do not forget to enjoy every moment !!
Thanks to who created me. At the last, we all would return to HIM.
Somewhere I heard that memories are like gold, there will be a time when you will have only the memory. These diaries are my memories.
Life is an experience, a magic, an illusion and a temporary stay live; but it is dangerously beautiful. So, do not forget to enjoy every moment !!
Thanks to who created me. At the last, we all would return to HIM.
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