One Day All of Us Get Separated

[naz]

One day, all of us will get separated from each other; we will miss our conversations of everything and nothing; the dreams that we had. Days will pass by, months will pass, years will come and go, until this contact becomes rare.

One day our children will see our pictures and ask, “Who are these people?” That’s when we will smile with invisible tears because a heart is touched with a strong word and you will say, “IT WAS THEM THAT I HAD THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE WITH”.

[sheem]

I miss my fellows
Shel ki bday thi aj whatsapp pe aj bat chet hoi txt hi
Bus itne busy hogye hum sare k time hi nai milta sal ko tu yad b nai hogi uski bday