Last Days

Last days!!!

Well how did they started and how well did they end...Oh! you must be thinking, ki arrey there must be a journal, with so many fantasies laid back on these cheeks and not to forget the famous "BUCKET LIST", some charming thoughts, maybe some noble yet some wild too...

No, not just this was the part of the dream but also there were memories laid back beneath that wounded heart... pictures, some blurred and some perfect shots hid underneath the beautiful clouds of memoir journals, oh let's see there are even some hand-poured love gifts shelfing in the cupboard, some scratches of school chuck days on the tables and my first scribbled secrets on the tees...

Everything just lying on the shady future of mine, areyy don't feel bad, it is a collective and collaborative interest held in front of my eyes as I now sleep to eternity...so I took this opportunity to not complete my bucket list but to thank and ask for forgiveness of some still tangled strings left to untangle, as I do prefer to let me be attached to these strings...

How much positive and happy and contented a person in their last cherishing days, leaving behind beautiful times of togetherness...