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I had this past memory when I didn't have things to play with, i dint have friends to play with or family to care for. Every divali i would run up the stairs to see the celebrations and the fireworks. I wished for myself to have that fun next year. I kept wishing it. years passed. now when I see the divali celebrations it's something nostalgic. Now i don't even know if i even what that. Its just sad that our desires do expire someday.
Maybe i will have the same dream in another life watching the world drown in happiness as i watch it with hungry eyes.
-amen
