Monday 19 December 2016

Ramya mam..

Green leaves become yellow and fall down marking their life in the soil. It is not the end. Its a new beginning. There it regenerates the past and make the immortal power of so called memories. The last 3 years went quickly.
There was this beautiful irony when I have sensed a sister in a person who is always addressed as 'madam'.
I have shown my innocence to her, my frustration to her and have shared my happiness with her. We quarreled each other in some points of time, but it all went with the wind. The bond stays firm and concrete. Its all about the wavelengths which are going in parallel, may be with a different height and depth.
Missing your 'reminder calls' and presence and wishing you the very best to your new post madam..

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