One thing that Orkut has done to me is that it has increased the frequency of me getting nostalgic. One day or the other I find myself roaming or rather bumping into some of those memories. Orkut is full of memories. Each character in my Friend’s list has his/her own story to remember. Some of those make me laugh and others make me cry. At the end I come out of it, living those moments once again which have already passed long back.
Those pictures and videos make me go back to those days when life was better. Or maybe it looks better from this side of the life. It reminds me of friends who were indispensable part of my life and who are not so much with me today.
Never knowing when exactly the transition took place.
Those pictures and videos make me go back to those days when life was better. Or maybe it looks better from this side of the life. It reminds me of friends who were indispensable part of my life and who are not so much with me today.
Never knowing when exactly the transition took place.
