ASAP you left the unconscious place. I am staying with my Grandparents. My Grandmother was knitting sweater for me.
We are having a cup of tea and biscuits. The clouds are approaching winter days. The Warmth under blankets are acquiring relief for me. For your acknowledgement, I want my memories to get back. What lacks behind my attire. It reminds me my native home.
You visit like a stranger. There waits outside your driver. Every room surface you will find crack.
Your unconscious mind still roams around room. I am conscious about little things to calm. Palm of ours don't decide our destiny
to connect. It will not affect whole of our life. You're an empty vessel without emotions, feeling, family. "What roams around us, comes around us".
Like, A home is not build by bricks, cement and structure. It joints with our responsible person, loyal towards everyone. Are you agree to me ? Common, let's wrap up.
Forget these silly things. You ever meet me to relate night to remember.
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