Memories

I am a person who lives in memory lane.
For me memories matter so much. May be since my dad is no more with us, all I have is his memories, specially when both of us would go to Bhuaji's place at Mullianwal or Pind - Nabipur.
I can tell each and every details of those trips. Every time I call Raman we are always talking about the time when my dad and her mom were with us. Actually her mom is my dad's kid sister. I do not want to write 'was'. They are still with us, ask me and Raman. All the times when we were together and we would go for bike riding and later on scooter and then on car.
Now I try my best to make the best memories for Rai and Jora.
I remember when I started a team for GNDU Youth Festival's Giddha and my my .. those girls were something on the stage. Of course we won. No doubt about it. Our boliyan, the delivery the dance was perfect. I think no one from that team has forgotten this.
All that time we did all the practices in the canteen room. I can still recall all the boliyan in my head. All those girls..
Then their dresses, jewellery,make up, My saree , the one I was wearing - my dad brought it for my mom and she hardly wore it. I still have it.Then Ajay came to see us at HMV college.And Raman was like - What is he doing here. lol.
I was so much in love with him.I wish I had those pics.
I still remember that day.