DAY SIX

DATE : 25/03/2020

hey there again, I know I know I missed one day of writing I had reasons beside excuse. After Mr docs mom passed we Acutally cried alot me and other patients so while we all settled down I had this hammering pain in me.

so I fainted out I don't remember anything ,mom said I was asleep for whole day. Let me update the I am fine and can go home so I was preparing for going home.

By the way I don't know but do people see ghost when they are Dying like don't misunderstand me ,but I don't or can't trust it weather its true or false.

I saw myself in hospital hallway, which seems little longer then it really looks like, I saw some faint stairs starting.

it was complete dark or blank you can say after like 6 step of that stair case. I was rigid I will take it as dream for now.

On right 6th step there was foot walking down. as blinked the foot crossed half of hallway coming closer so I tried keeping my eyes open but failed then when I closed it I just turn of my heal and ran on opposite direction.

I heard a voice saying "I am waiting" And I woked up was that my death calling me.

anyway I think it was just a dream I don't wanna talk about it more .

have you ever read memories, specially those memories which are yours but you hear it from someone you were really near OR saw you growing up.

yup that growing up memories as I came back early in morning, we did our little talk and went to our rooms

but by afternoon dad called us all down he said he want to spend some times out of blue.

UK dads are really sensitive but doesn't shows it. They love, they teach you ,They do everything beside remembering in which class you are in, like my dad still says everyone that either I am in some 8th grade or he don't know.

So we all settled in with family album and it went like stories of real normal life people enjoying each others warmness.

u automatically get this warm feeling just by looking at it. when someone talks about something you did as kid with warmness filled heart.

Growing up we never realized how much we have came forward How much change has done. It looks like piled up mountain of memories.

some days looking bad at memories aren't bad too even they are hella embarrassing.

like here my dad shows one picture of me sitting under cupboard with umbrella. actually I can say peacefully sleeping.

the backstory was I use to run around alot when I was young and I had this habit of hiding inside the cupboards so once my mom was busy in kitchen and I silently went in and closed the door and slept in.

My mom realized my missing existences and ran around finding me all the roads and my neighbour were searching for me, even Dad ran back from job.

As dad came back he searched for an hour after then he ask Did you checked in cupboards and mom said no.

They did and here was I sleeping .after that mom dad tied bell to my legs so I ran or I am doing my hideout they could find me.

One photo has so many emotions and words hiding. as soon as Dad said my littel brother laughed at my stupidness so did my mom and dad they talked about their experiences amoung themselves as if they are living the moment Now.

we were enjoying teasing each other. after pretty long time laughter was filled. I will miss it.

Theres so many gifts of memories we have in that closed dusted albums sometimes it's just good to open it.

That dust feeling even sparkling and act as laughing gas,fades into time to bring the freshness of lived past.

Don't forget to live that littel used time. it's beautiful. you know everything looks beautiful until you realized time is less so try to not make it late.

bunches of Laughter felt so nice so many emotions locked. more we talk more we remember more were enjoying.

feels pretty nice I guess I have really nothing to say today ,beside I dont know life is short or too long but just enjoy it.

for today good night ily;)