One fine day,

all of us will get busy with our lives,

long working hours,

less friends,

less meeting,

rare calls,

no sms,

no more late night chatting,

wont have time for ourselves.

At such a day,

you'll look outside your window and see the good old memories flash by you and you'll get a smile with a tear in your eyes

and

you'll turn back to your work thinking i wish i could go back ...