Losing friendships can carve an ache that seems to linger within the very fabric of your being. It's as if each memory shared becomes a phantom limb, a presence felt in its absence. The laughter that once echoed now mingles with the silence, creating a symphony of what was and what might have been. It's the tiny moments that haunt the most—the inside jokes that echo unheard, the shared glances that now remain unmet. Yet, within this ache resides a treasure trove of lessons: the bittersweet residue of growth, a testament to the fragility and resilience of human connections.
بہترین سفر وہ ہوتا ہے جو دل کو چھو جائے۔ جو راستے سفر میں آپ کو گزرتے ہیں، وہ واقعی محفور ہوتے ہیں۔ کبھی کبھار زندگی کا سفر ایک انتہائی روشن مخمصہ ہوتا ہے جو ہمیں نئے دنیاوں کا علم دیتا ہے...