Those Happy And Sad DaysA flashback short storyBy Vaman AcharyaI was sitting on the balcony, staring into the beautiful park. Its natural beauty captivated me. My husband Keerti was out of station. I began to sing a popular old movie song,'ye rate ye mausam' until I realised that it was nine o'clock in the night and got up hurriedly and my right hand unknowingly pushed to the cover containing old photos kept on the stool. All the photos fell down and spread on the ground. I picked up all the photos. While keeping it back in the cover, my attention