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Revisting the memory lane straddling across Princess Street
This years Hogmanay, with a rather unexpected reunion having brought through a very much awaited and appreciated visit by same people from the land of lochs is most certainly the best one after a long painful and dirty hiatus, which I myself had imposed on me by trying to pick a lump of roadside dirt up my sleeves while anticiapting that one day it would crown my forehead.
The worst mistake I have ever made, but scars on my face will always remind me that past is very much a thing of present. Knowing what is around the corner in better than not knowing where the corner is..... just trying to meditate on this whole shebang with every passing day... rather amusing yet paiful but thats what life is all about.