Today began with a surreal morning at Jammu's Dal Jheel, where tranquility danced on the ripples of the water, and the sun painted the sky with hues of gold. As I sat by the shimmering waters, memories of the good old days flooded my mind, like verses of poetry echoing in the breeze.
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"सब कुछ वैसा है जैसे पहले था, मन में बस तेरी यादें ही रहीं।"
The serenity of the lake brought back a cherished moment from my childhood, a time when I would frolic with my grandma in the tranquil waters of Dal Lake. I remember her laughter echoing amidst the gentle lapping of the waves, as she taught me to row the shikara, her love enveloping me like a warm embrace.
"बचपन की यादों का जूनून, दिल को छू लेता है एक सुनहरी सुबह।"
Her wrinkled hands guiding mine, her stories painting pictures of a bygone era, each moment spent with her was a treasure trove of love and wisdom. And as I reminisce about those innocent days, I can't help but smile at the innocence that defined our bond.
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Today's morning at Dal Jheel not only rejuvenated my soul but also served as a poignant reminder of the priceless moments that shape our lives.
