The Lost Memories...

“Not every moment is a happy moment, but every moment is a Precious Memory to let it fade”

A few days ago, I was watching this series on Netflix when I came across a scene where a few kids were drawing on the pavements and playing with water. The sound of happiness and their jumping around with each other just gave me a flashback of how my childhood was. We always try to remember those days when we were young,?ice-spice, gilli danda?khelte?the...how precious those memories are, aren’t they? You don’t even realize a warm smile is dancing on your face while you are wondering about those golden times of your life.

My childhood was quite similar may be different than many but yes, I really did enjoy those times… Whenever I am with my cousins, they always mention how cute I was, I wouldn’t cry so my uncle would pinch me deliberately to make me cry… that’s not fair though, but I can say that I was a happy baby when I was born, obviously I don’t remember those parts but looking at the pictures of those days does make me believe their words. I still remember my first day at the school, I was crying like I was being taken away from my parents?(kids can sometimes be over dramatic)?… I guess everybody cried on their first day. With a swollen face and doe eyes, I waited for my mamma to come and pick me up as soon as she could. Soon I started getting used to school, making new friends, messing up my hair every single day, talking a lot, participating in every single thing, coloring my nails with sketch pens, scribbling on the desks everything that I wanted to do at that time no one could stop me, it is the time of your life when you feel like some king or the queen of the world… and almost every class teacher complaining to my mom on every parent- teachers meeting day saying how talkative I am, and how I would mess my hair before the class photo. And yes, they would reconcile it by pulling my cheeks so I don’t grudge over that teacher… sometimes I hate having chubby cheeks… I remember one of my teachers in the 4th grade used to pull my cheeks so hard, it was her way of scolding me which was a success because I would avoid talking in her class while she taught because I didn’t want two red puffy cheeks a few moments later. There were other times as well when I didn’t feel happy at all, I was in 8th grade and it was my first time cheating on a class test, unfortunately, I got caught, though I was not the only one copying still that day is one of the days I guilt every time, I was crying so bad, I felt so disappointed and shameful that it taught me a good lesson.? As grew up I found people changing, being in an all-girls school wasn’t that great after all, you know as you grow up you get into groups, you judge others and it isn’t always pleasing. But you know these were the days that gave me some good life lessons, not everyone in the world is fair, for some people, I was the least deserving person to become a leader, and so my chance of getting into the school cabinet was taken away from me, not a good memory at all… I would do all the work and somebody else would take all the credits. But can’t change anything now, can I? Eventually one of my teachers in the 10th grade saw my potential and from that year I had the time of my life. The best school years if you ask me were after 10th grade.

I still wonder how it would feel like not having these memories, to be honest, I feel like my memories are fading away and I cannot help it stop, we have been so busy with our life that we hardly have any time for ourselves. Everything, every day, every minute, every second has become routine, there’s nothing new, you wake up, go to work or university, come back late, watch some reels or Netflix all day and that’s it, that’s how the day is passing by, we say that the time is fast and it’s slipping away but no it’s you who is busy in something unnecessary. You are the one who’s not cherishing every moment of your life. You cannot make memories; memories happen by themselves. Many people believe clicking pictures and framing them becomes a memory, but no not every precious moment can be captured by some lens, Memories are Happiness but Sadness is also a part of it.

I feel bad because there are so many things that I want to keep in my mind forever, but I am losing them, it is sad that I cannot remember every single thing and I know it’s not possible to remember it all, but don’t you think that there are certain parts of your life which you wish to remember always and which are not framed, but still makes you today who you are. From your favorite times to the worst times of your life, everything that happened has shaped you today of being who you are, maybe successful or not but it will always remind you of the good and the bad decisions that you made.

It is time to realize that, though we are destined to be who we are still whatever we have done in the past was a blueprint for our present. Let us step back for a while, get everything out of our minds, and think of all those days when you shared your happiness with your family and friends when you cried so hard for not making it to the finish line when you were the one who comforted your friend, where you were at the verge of falling, and the day you decided to get up and fight for yourself once again.

Relive your past to live the present, find the memories you have lost till here, and share your happiness with YOURSELF.

Bundles of joy and tears are a part of our life which is why every memory is an innocent memory, which fades away with time and sometimes makes us regret not keeping it alive within us.

~ Dristi Dutta