Last night was really good one...
I was looking for some documents and i got my old poem collection diary....
It was like beautiful moment for me. I just left everything lying where it was and started reading all the poems.. to my surprise the poems which i read before 10-11 years are still popular... Its truely said that you can kill person not his thoughts..
thougths live forever...
It has mine soo many scattered sweet memories inside small piece of thoughts i used to write by myself and collect from the books i read, autographs of gujarati authors i met and few pics and so much.. it was like trip to history for me.. i was able to see myself sitting on my bed at 1 in the night and writting in that diary:)
So it just made my day..:)