Every year on this day I would wish her happy birthday. No phone call today. No live voice streaming. Just memories. Bas yaadein reh jaati hain.
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| Second Half of the Year 1990 |
I wonder if babies pop out crying because they are mourning the loss of their past life.
I wonder where my nani is now.
I miss her.
I hope she's happy and worry-free.
I hope we meet again...
...and fall in love all over again :)
