Friendships and relationships are confined in WhatsApp groups.
Love starts from the heart and ends at the pocket these days.
Let me cherish a few memories, when in the evenings ,
we loved to see in the same direction for the same fate each day,
Memories of my childhood are as fresh as mountain air,
still soothe my heart in depressing times.
I opened all the windows to know if there was a gust of wind,
bringing Some fragrance from the good old days.