Old Memories – Fresh pen | Series 6
While writing with my fresh pen and reviving my old memories, I feel like a 5-year-old again. An obedient small girl who enjoyed her own company and never missed being with friends. But every...
While writing with my fresh pen and reviving my old memories, I feel like a 5-year-old again. An obedient small girl who enjoyed her own company and never missed being with friends. But every...
Many times you think about the past and feel now it is time to move on. But do we really move ahead? I don’t feel so. You always compare your present with your past....
Remembering old memories is coming out to be fun. It is a mixed bag of emotions. Many thoughts make you feel silly and the others sorry. Today, my pen wants to scribble the time...
Every person has his own aura to spread. Today, in my memories I remember an old uncle who loved me like an angel. My Fresh Pen acknowledges him as “Pinky Mama”. He lived in...
My maternal grandmother used to live with me. So naturally, I was very attached to her and was her favourite too. I have grown up admiring her, be it for good or bad. And...
Welcome to a new series of posts where I will take you to the untouched box of memories from my past. The oldest of my memories are just flashes of my childhood. I have...