Sometimes, as I step into the early stages of adulthood, bidding farewell to the vestiges of my adolescence, I lose myself in deep thought. I brood on my childhood, wistfully longing for the days that had been real once, but never will be hereafter. My dreary mind reels back to those days of innocence and inexperience, which now engulf me in a sense of loss.
Beautiful school days, filled with the pleasure of innocent yet true friendship. Delightful family reunions during the festive seasons, a revival of precious relationships. Continue reading “A Wistful Reminiscence”