For the Lost Memories

Yesterday, I decided to unarchive my posts in my private account. Three months ago, I removed everything just because I was insanely overwhelmed by the current atmosphere on Instagram, as I wrote before. Nevertheless, my shots to find a substitute weren't successful enough, and I enjoy taking and sharing pictures, so, in a very thoughtful way, I had to bring back all my posts. This process took less than an hour, which was rather surprising given the number of posts and the fact that I had to delete those that did not include my friends. However, the hardest part of the process was facing many good memories and pictures of people whom I might not consider friends anymore. Considering I moved to China 2.5 years ago, many of my friendships had changed due to the fact that we are no longer in the same environment. In Iran, we commonly use the term "Kharej-neshin" to define those who left the country. The term itself is not derogatory, but it can be used fairly to mock the way people…