Forgotten graves, Nizamuddin, New Delhi
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Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived.
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Here rests his head upon the lap of earth,
A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown;
Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth,
And melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Elegy (Thomas Gray)
I was looking at old Divan Yolu pictures just yesterday--the street cats curled up amidst the headstones. Istanbul's the only place I've ever sat and sipped in a tea garden inside a cemetary...
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