@Farooqkhan 15 September 2021

Time does not stop but somewhere we stop, somewhere in a courtyard made of red bricks, somewhere in the kitchen near the stove, on the double decker, or counting the stars lying on the roof, we do not know when the moment will imprison us. Are There is a cup of tea whose taste the tongue never forgets. No whispers. No smile No smell No laugh No tears No senate dominates life for all ages. Decorating old memories with new ones is really a difficult task, since we get tired and life passes by smiling. https://unsplash.com/photos/UAvYasdkzq8