Time goes on. I used to wonder how could I leave it all behind when I keep coming back to it. How do I make a new beginning when I always carry the old memories?
Now I know. When I return, it no longer is the same thing. It has all changed. It is the same and yet it is all different. Or is it me ? Am I just looking at it in a new way ? Don't know.
Wish you many more happy birthdays bhai..
" The pain passes but the beauty remains. " Pierrre- Ausguste Renoir