Sometimes in life you never want somethings yet they happen. You try desperately to avoid them, yet they happen. You cry, plead, yet they happen.
Today I happened to visit a certain City after 1 year and 3-4 days. As I was passing through the streets it seemed just like I was there just a few minutes back. Every memory was as clear as crystal. The task for which I was supposed to be there also brought more nostalgic memories of life. Last 6 years of my life kept on coming one by one to mind as I walked a certain area in this certain city. I am not to say that the memories were bad, or they were good. They are just memories. I was not afraid of getting them back, I kept on walking and walking and kept on getting them back. I won't say that I wanted to relive them or I miss them. Neither will I say that I don't want to relive them or I don't miss them. They are just memories. Each step I walked brought more of them. These are the things which made me who I am today. Now, I won't say that I am a better person than I was before them. I also won't say that they made me a worse person. They just made me who I am. They have played a very big role in who I am now. Why should I be scared of them? I am not.
Many times I turned left/right, I know that the people who are part of these memories are not left/right now. Then why did I do it? Well, I don't know. Did I wish they were around today as well? May be, Or may be, I did it for no purpose. These are just memories, should they really mean anything? May be or may be not. Should they have any impact on my life? May be or may be not.
Anyways putting a lot of these in a bag stored in my mind, I am leaving this city for now. Should be back some day again then I will gather more of them and store them in a different bag in my mind or may be in same bag?
Today I happened to visit a certain City after 1 year and 3-4 days. As I was passing through the streets it seemed just like I was there just a few minutes back. Every memory was as clear as crystal. The task for which I was supposed to be there also brought more nostalgic memories of life. Last 6 years of my life kept on coming one by one to mind as I walked a certain area in this certain city. I am not to say that the memories were bad, or they were good. They are just memories. I was not afraid of getting them back, I kept on walking and walking and kept on getting them back. I won't say that I wanted to relive them or I miss them. Neither will I say that I don't want to relive them or I don't miss them. They are just memories. Each step I walked brought more of them. These are the things which made me who I am today. Now, I won't say that I am a better person than I was before them. I also won't say that they made me a worse person. They just made me who I am. They have played a very big role in who I am now. Why should I be scared of them? I am not.
Many times I turned left/right, I know that the people who are part of these memories are not left/right now. Then why did I do it? Well, I don't know. Did I wish they were around today as well? May be, Or may be, I did it for no purpose. These are just memories, should they really mean anything? May be or may be not. Should they have any impact on my life? May be or may be not.
Anyways putting a lot of these in a bag stored in my mind, I am leaving this city for now. Should be back some day again then I will gather more of them and store them in a different bag in my mind or may be in same bag?
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