I love my album so much I watch it whenever I have time

I remember my past days and see that time passes like a dream. It feels so good in the company of small children and elders.

Your past life seems like an old story, looking at your album you realize how quickly the days pass, as if it were just today.

You cooked and fed food to small children and elders, that small courtyard of yours in which all the children used to play and we all used to laugh looking at them, you don’t even realize how the whole day passed.

That album of his wedding, how many people were there in it and today how many people got separated, how many people went away never to come back.