The New Year's Eve, I was shifting in a different town, the air sparked off fireworks the smell of the new years still lingering in the air,I packed my bags, and headed out of the door, but suddenly my eyes fell on a photo album, it was torn and the pages turned yellow. It was covered in dust. And as I took the album in my hand, and I opened it,
Tears dropped down on my cheeks like, the snowflakes on the window...