Dedicated to my friends.......
We do not remember days; we remember moments those moments which stays there in his memories for ever. Every man's memory is his private literature it is the diary that we all carry about with us.
Once vary well said in a television show The Wonder Years “Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you ware, the things you never want to lose. “
So truly said the things the people the incidents the moments passing by time and something I always wanted to hold but can not as just like water in hand All this word are never enough to say how important my friends are but I feel that I can hardly express In my words “I love you all. Thanks for being there”
