Time Travel

Let me go passing by... Let me go come back in timeee.... Let me be who Iam.. All through this time... These lyrics from When Chai met toast hit me hard... 

Beautiful were those days when nothing mattered... The child in me nourished every single moment surrounding me... 

Life was a lit when there were postcards instead of emails... Waiting for a single reply for ages... Life was a lit when there were no video calls... And you waited for ages to look at your loved ones... Life was very nice where long distance relationships were the hardest to continue... 

If given a chance I would go back to that time and pick a piece of myself and carry it on till today... Or may be change a few things to make myself a better person today... cheers to all the people I've met... And thanks to them for making into who Iam...