Thursday, August 12, 2010

One fine day,all of us will get busy with our lives.
Long working hours,
Less friends,
Less meetings,
rare calls,
No sms,
No more late night chatting,
wont have time for ourselves.

At such a day,you'll look outside your window and see the good old memories flash you by.
You'll get a smile with a tear in your eyes and you'll turn back to your work thinking I wish I could go back.