I have been thinking about writing this blog for a long time now and today as I write my first post, nothing couldn't be more apt than talking about memories. I recently attended my last convocation for post graduation and lived my last time as a student (some would argue that one can never stop being a student but that is a part of another discussion).
What not are we capable of getting attached to. No wonder we want to hold on to certain people who were part of that phase which is over now. Not only have they been with you in your times- good or bad but as you leave you realize how much you have learned and unlearned with them and from them. But to your surprise you become attached to the things you considered insignificant till then. Like the corner grocery shop which you visited once in a fortnight and didn't give much thought. Or the lanes of the nearby market which you cussed regularly for being too narrow. Or the stairs to your room on 3rd floor which you had to climb some 5 times a day. Not to mention considerably more important things like your room, or place where you consumed meals 5 times a day (no exaggeration, We humans tend to overeat) , your garden etc.
And when its time to leave it all, everything rebuilds in front of you eyes. You don't want to leave any of it. You try to hold on to time. But thankfully God has given us enough mental strength to get over the initial shock of leaving something behind and move ahead with life. So you move ahead, treasuring every moment and trying to capture as many of them as possible (With digital camera you find yourself posing so much that your jaw is aching at the end of the day).
So what if you have moved ahead to a new place with new people and new corner grocery shop, you grab every opportunity to go back. Kishore Kumar , the legendary singer was from Khandwa. In spite of being living in city of dreams and being at the apostle, he expressed his desire to go back to Khandwa innumerable number of times. He so longed for it. The places where you have spent your childhood have a way of calling you back. One of my aunts had spent her childhood in Haridwar. We had the opportunity to go on a trip to Haridwar with them. And i have never seen her happier than she was when we visited her school and old home. She went on for 2-3 hours taking us form one classroom to another and telling us her childhood stories. Luckily for her, Most of her school and old home still looked the same.
Your perfect memory shatters when you visit the place of your memories and find that a lot has changed. Surprisingly, physical appearance matters a lot. When the place which you had left has been renovated into something else or is in shatters, you get a shock. You are not able to place your memories at right places. You are not able to say " Oh, this is where i used to sit with my friends and talk to for hours". And then reality creeps in. And howsoever it hurts, you stop reminiscing about it.
And as they say, Life moves on.
What not are we capable of getting attached to. No wonder we want to hold on to certain people who were part of that phase which is over now. Not only have they been with you in your times- good or bad but as you leave you realize how much you have learned and unlearned with them and from them. But to your surprise you become attached to the things you considered insignificant till then. Like the corner grocery shop which you visited once in a fortnight and didn't give much thought. Or the lanes of the nearby market which you cussed regularly for being too narrow. Or the stairs to your room on 3rd floor which you had to climb some 5 times a day. Not to mention considerably more important things like your room, or place where you consumed meals 5 times a day (no exaggeration, We humans tend to overeat) , your garden etc.
And when its time to leave it all, everything rebuilds in front of you eyes. You don't want to leave any of it. You try to hold on to time. But thankfully God has given us enough mental strength to get over the initial shock of leaving something behind and move ahead with life. So you move ahead, treasuring every moment and trying to capture as many of them as possible (With digital camera you find yourself posing so much that your jaw is aching at the end of the day).
So what if you have moved ahead to a new place with new people and new corner grocery shop, you grab every opportunity to go back. Kishore Kumar , the legendary singer was from Khandwa. In spite of being living in city of dreams and being at the apostle, he expressed his desire to go back to Khandwa innumerable number of times. He so longed for it. The places where you have spent your childhood have a way of calling you back. One of my aunts had spent her childhood in Haridwar. We had the opportunity to go on a trip to Haridwar with them. And i have never seen her happier than she was when we visited her school and old home. She went on for 2-3 hours taking us form one classroom to another and telling us her childhood stories. Luckily for her, Most of her school and old home still looked the same.
Your perfect memory shatters when you visit the place of your memories and find that a lot has changed. Surprisingly, physical appearance matters a lot. When the place which you had left has been renovated into something else or is in shatters, you get a shock. You are not able to place your memories at right places. You are not able to say " Oh, this is where i used to sit with my friends and talk to for hours". And then reality creeps in. And howsoever it hurts, you stop reminiscing about it.
And as they say, Life moves on.
Hey! Nice start.. Well written. Keep them coming.
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Thanks a lot :)
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