“Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore.
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore.
It is not the time we spend together that really matters, it is the moments that ignite that make a memory.
We are wearing identical long skirts. We got them as a gift. Read on to see, who gifted these to us.
We are wearing identical long skirts. We got them as a gift. Read on to see, who gifted these to us.
My white sweater is also part of my Christmas gifts.
We touch new highs together.
My mauve sweater : bought in US
Our identical skirts.
My green bag is my Birthday present from another very dear friend.
Posing together.
While, I still continue to pose,... (keep guessing...or see below)
And our identical shoes. They are super comfortable Naturalizers. I got mine as a Diwali gift from my friend. I had shown them here before.
And here is the girl who gifted us the skirts we are wearing.
And now group pictures. We have Penaz Masani and the whole group was trying to hold hands together like a Tango embrace.
And Penaz was singing and dancing.
Penaz being initiated into Tango. She loved it.
Am I cute..or...am I cute?
Vegetarian meal
