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Life has to move on...


The peephole and the purple door


As the final episode of FRIENDS ended, my mind flew to my old friends and my old home/room 311. I thought that I can watch all the ~200 episodes again and relive the life of Ross, Rachel, Monica, Chandler, Phoebe and Joey. But I will never find those 6 years of my life again. They will remain just in my memories, which I revisit often. I hate moving on...


The usual scene of my room (that was). The chair in view was a silent spectator of million hugs, laughters and some tears. Snacking. Reading news-paper. Random net-surfing. Not to forget the tv-viewing.



After the room was cleaned the last time and fresh bed-sheets were laid



Last bunch of flowers I got to 311


The table full of random things and the book-shelf


The table and the shelf, as they looked when I left them (with the lone rose)


The wall with several art-pieces and the bed-side shelf


The same



A few of my old possessions in the current new surrounding


Same old flowers in my new home


Comments

sujaan said…
shazia ji!!! i miss sleeping in ur room...and yes, change is the only constant thing...
dreamer said…
Hey Shazia , I would like to return your compliment.. I had fun reading your posts too ..you bet we think alike (I love F.R.I.E.N.D.S too)! I am not too surprised though ,what with both of us being Saggis and all :)
Angika said…
So sweet, Shazia. I did not think of the last episode of Friends like that when I saw it or even when you told me that you did. Life indeed must move on; that's the spirit to keep alive! The new home looks cute :) Muah.
silent_rebel said…
mera plane abhi tak hai?
Shazia said…
@ Sujaan
Don't you miss the face-wash and other cosmetics out of that cupboard? :)

@ Mugdha
Thanks :). And yes the similarity in thought can be explained partly by both of us being Saggis.

@ Angika
After I saw the last episode I wanted to talk to somebody really badly, that's why I messaged you. You were the only FRIENDS lover who i guessed would be awake at that hour. :)
Will post more pics of here later.

@ Senthil
Tumhara plane to mere saath Bhubaneswar bhi aaya hai. Uski photo dekhni hai? :)
Wali Khan said…
Well ya life has to move on... It was a very touchy episode, and amidst all sadness i did got a smile when Joey said "Has it always been purple?".

So moral of the story is, there is always something to cheer about no matter how sad the situation is... :)
Mayuri said…
:)

im happy your happy dear. :)

nice post. :)
Shazia said…
@ CAT
It was a touching episode. I felt as if my friends are departing.
And you forgot what Chandler says in reply to Rachel's suggestion of having coffee before leaving... He said "Where?" :)

@ Myoori
Love you dear. :)

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