Every one seems to be lost, busy doing their work ,but for me everytime i try move on , i try to be normal ,i try to forget about the disaster which shaterred everyone's life the frames of memories from past appears in front of my eyes.Still there is hope in some corner of my heartthat nothing had happened - some bad dream is going on
Their parents said us to stay in touch they saw their child in us.....but is it easy to look into the eyes of a mother searching for gem she had lost.is it easy to talk to the father whose ears wants to listen one word from his son....Sunday aseem & Anmol dad came to collect their belongings.....at that time i realised that it is not a dream we have to face the reality ...nd that is they had gone,far away from our reach...
I am pretending to be normal not only me but everyone is ...,
but are we?
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