Yesterday, my sister asked me if I could remember the message she sent me on my birthday. And I said that I could not recall exactly. Then, she told me that it was actually the same note that I had sent her on her birthday; she had saved it in the "Drafts" folder, and forwarded me the very same 8-month old SMS. "Salam, Happy Birthday!" Very simple, yet so special!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Memories...
Day before yesterday, I saw something which made me remember times from the 5th semester. The courses I took, the weather those days, the overall environment of my room, the time with friends... Old visuals have this kind of effect, and it is awesome if you have passed your time while savoring every moment. There is always that element of sadness, but it has its own taste. So, move in such a way so that you always want to remember the road you took.
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