Memory is not like a river, which keeps flowing away with time. It comes alive again and again at various encounters that we come across as we live along. Perhaps that is why they say that age turns accidents into relationships. We often realize that what seemed to be mere results of chances were in fact the inevitable outcome of meaningful relationships.




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