
Reminiscent
02/24/2018
STORY TIME!
''Hi, I am from Samarkand''
2 Reminiscent
Guldona still standing on top of the bridge kept looking towards the pond which had mountain view. The mesmerising set of mountains stretched at the back of the dried , dying pond, stood proud. A set of mountains, unchanged, exactly the same as they were twelve years ago. Twelve Years Ago; That summer, high summer of July, when all the summer people were asleep, hiding in their homes like snails in their shells, Guldona, Dilrukh and Durdona