Cleaning up the room, took out several items from the past. Were once holding very dear memories and yet, as the time flies, they turned out to be meaningless. Folios since primary, to the projects given in secondary were stored in a specific area. Funny thing that is, from souvenirs, they transformed into junks. Not the way they appeared to be, but the way we see it. Yesterday they were something precious, today they are hidden somewhere cannot be seen and tomorrow they may once again appear under the sunlight, in the dustbin. People says, never say never. Indeed, we never know what lies ahead on the path. Something similar to the situation above, things change according to our point of view. However, here's something new. We may use the word 'never' when we really, really mean it.
