[vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″ css=”.vc_custom_1474104121600{margin-bottom: -50px !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1662964507704{padding-top: 15px !important;padding-right: 15px !important;padding-bottom: 15px !important;padding-left: 15px !important;background-color: #f4f4f4 !important;}”]Have at least onefriend to shadow you always [\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Loved this poem-Poet not known<\/p>\n

Sometimes,I feel I want to go back in time…Not to change things, but to feel a couple of things twice..[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Sometimes,<\/p>\n

I wish I was a Baby for a while…Not to be walked in the pram but to see my Mother’s smile and to vow that I will never let that smile disappear.[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″ css=”.vc_custom_1657543910862{border-left-width: 3px !important;padding-top: 10px !important;padding-right: 10px !important;padding-bottom: 10px !important;padding-left: 10px !important;background-color: #efefef !important;border-left-color: #828282 !important;border-left-style: solid !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1662964630529{margin-bottom: 15px !important;}”]<\/p>\n

In my living memory, I have never said NO to my mom, except once and that too just a few months before she passed away. (Too personal to share. But no regrets)<\/strong><\/em><\/h4>\n

[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Some times, I wish I could go back to school…Not to become a child but to spend more time with those friends, I never met after school..<\/p>\n

I am fortunate that I am virtually still in touch with no only my class mates but also some of my teachers.<\/em><\/strong>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Sometimes,I wish I could be back in college…Not to be a rebel but to really understand what I studied<\/p>\n

Just to revere the learning faze and keep the flame alive.
\nThe day I stop learning is the day, I want to die.<\/em><\/strong>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Sometimes, I wish I was a Fresher at my work…Not to do less work but to recall the joy of the first pay cheque<\/p>\n

I recall giving my entire pay cheques (those days was cash, as I earned meagre wages during school and college days) to my mum.
\nIt took me decades to earn one big cheque of 1 Crore. But, was tremendously happy to see my daughter recently get an investment of 1 crore as down payment to several Crores. Even inflation could not match this achievement.<\/em><\/strong>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Sometimes,I wish I could marry again all over…Not to change the partner but to ‘feel’ the ceremony better<\/p>\n

Thanks to my children enjoyed in one of our anniversaries to have most of my friends who had attended the first marriage ceremony come together and give us a time of our lives to remember<\/em><\/strong>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row type=”vc_default” margin_top=”30″ margin_bottom=”5″][vc_column][vc_column_text]Sometimes, I wish my kids were younger….Not because they grew fast but to play with them a bit more<\/p>\n

To be able to prepare them for the rapid change that was about to happen in their lifetimes.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Since the times that are gone can never come back, let’s enjoy the moments as we live them from now on to the fullest..<\/p>\n

Let’s Celebrate our Life – Every Moment, Every Day<\/strong><\/p>\n

Hope this sharing brings back good memories to you.
\nMost important, value the people with whom you have been in your journey and can share your memories with.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Enjoy this song by Barbara Streisand click<\/a><\/p>\n

Also, for my dear friend\u00a0\u201cDo you know where you are going to\u201d click<\/a><\/strong><\/em>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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