পুরানা শেই দিনের কথা

সময়ের কাচে মানুশ খুব অহ্সহাই.

Man is helpless when it comes to time, for it waits for none. Those days of childhood are long gone. Those days of old merry making are long gone. Have grown up. Have started to understand a lot more about things, that were earlier a mystery. But as they say a picture is worth a thousand words. A photograph gifts us the most beautiful memories. Going through this old photos, reminds me of the golden old days. The days of carefree living. The days of pure bliss !!

Those days are gone, but the memories remain. The people are gone, but the memories remain. Distance might have created a long gap between friends, relatives.... But thanks to the modern technologies, the world is a global village now.

আগের দিনের পুরানা কথা গুল খুব মনে পরে। কাশ ফিরে পেতাম শেই পুরানা দিন গুল ।

A few memories shared on this blog of those past old days. Cheers.

 

 

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.Hence memories need to be shared.

“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.”
― Alfred Tennyson