Nostalgia

The mere smell of a freshly peeled orange has an effect on me hard to explain.it brings back so many memories, of my grandmother’s house on a hot summer day, in a village lying among mountains.Visits to her Orange farms were a custom every summer.

Climbing the trees, fillings bags of oranges to take back home. Peeling the oranges to make fresh juice and the excitement and happiness felt over such a simple thing.

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Today as I Sip my juice, sitting in my balcony looking down at the city, I am reminded of another world altogether, that has long been left behind.

– SK writes life

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