Essay about Moving Forward With Beautiful Memory
I have heard that even that age has gone away but the soul stays always young. Spent this weekend watching two nepalese movies after an age. It was not preplanned neither had thought I would good to go that way, it was tuned on while searching a video for my little boy. The first one was entertaining and after then the second was auto played. Eventually I was ended up spending my precious time that I had segregated to do something important but I let it to be because I have to allow my thought to be flirt sometime in the fantasy to wander around without any purpose.
Those scenarios of the movies led me to dive back my young age when I was with my parents and beloved family members. I had many beautiful friends during my school and college life. It was really amazing more than what I can revel in my imaginations. I assumed I was in the life of having all of them surrounding that 's how I enjoyed the moments. I realized everything has two sides positive and negative. I enjoyed watching that one side but on the other hand the old memory swiped me deep tragedy with the separation of those moments. I missed my family, friends and loved ones severely and found myself alone in the dark hole like I am in the different wonderland.
I was able to reach my village after eight years last years but it was my unfortunate; me and my little boy both got sick. I had a dream to see all my friends, relatives my-seniors and teachers who had still…