Seeking for the Past

I like to chat with my grand parents as all of us do . But what i like the most is the discussions we have on comparing times as how they were better or worse  than before . They both were from very fortunate families . My grandma's father was a very rich man . He used to travel (around 1930's) all over northern India . He was a big businessman supplying to the India military. My grandma's tells me about her trips to Lahore where her mamaji lived . He used to have a grocery shop in famous Anarkali Bazaar . According to her Lahore is the most beautiful city she had ever seen . The prosperity , the greenery , the Lawrence gardens .She uttered on the partition  ... haye lahore , mera lahore . Her family belonged to Ferozepur (India , Punjab) which was on the Railway line connecting Karachi to Delhi . As it is a well known fact that Karachi was the biggest port at that time (Pre- partition days ) & Delhi the capital of British Raj . So the city of Ferozepure was a place of rest & change of railway lines . The most cherished memories of her is visiting Quetta . Currently the city is under bloodshed & violence but she remembers it as a lovely , peaceful city . The city was famous for Kandhari Anar & Black grapes . She nums when she remembers those days . She says those were better than now . Life was slow but good .