I consider The best days of my life were the one when I lived in Madinah Munawwarah for three months in my childhood - a 15 minute walk to Masjid-e-Nabawi - Gumbad-e-KhizraaN and the Minaret (the one constructed by Turks) next to it were clearly seen from the apt. building....
Those were the days of Ramadan.... Every day was an Eid and every night was Qayaam-ul-LaiL....
I just wish that only if I could relive those days of life over and over again for the rest of my life... Priceless moments... Priceless time .. Priceless love in the streets of Madinah... Nothing can ever match it... never!
AQ bhi mashallah Kushnasseb hai aap.