The Old Days Poem by Sidhan Roy

Someone called me, I turned back I saw my old days standing- -A marvelous write- - meeting your old days - - we keep our beautiful memories in our memory lane.Some times turning pages of old memory, we are astonished to find what a change has come to us.We are not what we once were.We have left behind many friends and relatives, we have grown older, relationships have changed, some have moved to different places, some have become too rich or famous to be associated with us, some have become poorer and distance themselves, some have left this earth, villages have grown into towns, cities have come up in place of jungles and many such changes make us unable to identify our old self.- - - - -Thank you for sharing the lovely poem.

A nice journey down the memory lane. Thanks for sharing.