The day of departure was very close. I was packing my all stuffs. It was completely exhausting activity because the decision of leaving the place where I have been from last 10 years was not easy. But it was necessary to move on in life for better opportunities and change is the only constant and these two thoughts helped me to be firm at my decision.
While packing, I was going through all my memories as they linger all around with the stuffs lying there. And the moment I found her photographs, it got freezed. I hold that and stare at it for a while. Then lost in her memories. I remembered how she used to irritate me with childish behaviours but I enjoyed that every time. How was she so fond of outside food that she rarely cooked.
Well, that's all part of life and now I need to focus on my journey ahead with heavy heart.