It has been a long time. It rained alot recently. It snowed too. Looks like winter isn't going to end any soon. But again, it's destinied to welcome the spring. Flowers will bloom again. The river streams will look enchanting again. Spring festival will fill the garden with peach flowers. As almonds will start to grow. How many memories do we have etched in our hearts? The ones that never needed almonds to mark their footprints in our brains.
Ah, The flowers will wither. Autumn will cover the streets in orange shades. How beautiful it is to just imagine chinar leaves on the road and you walking besides someone, or with music in your soul. Summer too will bring some butterflies, each one will visit diffrent gardens. Again it'll end. The tide will destroy the sand castles. The coldness will grow again. The lakes and hearts might freeze too. But the sun, the sun will show again.
Isn't is fascinating to know how it'll begin, to know how it'll end. Yet the journey feels blissful. Rather than what comes tomorrow, today's scent is what keeps us going.
Flowers without colors, and petals ain't flowers. Likewise memories without scars don't twinkle.
Hold tight, it's a long ride.