Memories

Just read this on the internet. Something that I had been meaning to write about too.

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Memories... they are potent things... because they never leave us. Even when the people we shared them with cease to exist, memories remain... etched in the deepest corners of our soul. Sometimes they are our source of comfort and other times the reason behind our joy. We often reflect on them when thinking about the lessons learnt in life and every now and again, a memory has the power to completely transform us. But memories can be harsh too. They can haunt you, mock you, break your heart into a million pieces and remind you of all you had and what you lost.

But can you really destroy or rewrite memories? No, of course you can't... just like you can't erase them from your mind.

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The start of this summer has been making me restless. I have been frequently reminiscing about past. My childhood- shared with cousins and sisters, with school friends and a not so distant past- college memories. Being my emotional self, this has never happened earlier. I have been in love before. In love with school friends, a few people I met while in the 20's age bracket and mostly, the non-romantic kind of love I possess and feel strongly for some of my friends. Dee and Shree, you've been terrific people that entered my life not so long ago, and in a real sense who have stood by me, all these years. I had trust issues while growing up so it took a while to believe in people as I entered an adult phase. I'm glad that the damage or breakage I always feared did not destroy me. Books had always been a comfort where I made up my own world. Although, I never shared this with anyone for fear of distrust and heartbreak, now I have a strength within me I never thought I would possess. And it has happened because of Dee and Shree. They gave me their ears and attention and comforted my soul, the confidence that I could share my inner turmoils and insecurities and helped me express my innate ideas without any inhibition. They have taught me to express myself without concerning excessively about what others will think. Today, when I think of the time we met and our conversations through all these years, I will say they have been the best used words of my life. And because memories serve as a gentle reminder of the past, I would like to bottle them up and sprinkle them on my every waking moment. Because they are not merely memories, they have encouraged me to open myself, express myself freely and explore my potential as a better person. To you, Dee and Shree, I'm eternally indebted.