How wicked are some memories. Every time I laugh reminiscing something about you, a tear bulges out uninvited too. It is strange how in retrospect, one tends to recall the good times alone. Yeah the bad times haunt us too, but mostly unintentionally. Happy memories take you to a safe space. Somewhere back to a time where comfort came as easy as your present level of discomfort is.
How unethical are some memories. They don’t choose a place or occasion. They don’t give you a notice ahead. You would be relishing a coffee with your friends, laughing and Bammm! You would distract yourself for a moment in an office meeting and slam! You are watching/reading something totally out of context on net; lo and behold! Don’t even talk about the long drives. They are like uncertified passage to memory lanes.
Come to think of it, how truculent are memories. They won’t shut their voices inside your head. They won’t budge, they won’t give in, don’t know what they aim for. Do they mean to weaken you? I guess not.
YES it is healthy, sane, advisable to live in the present. If it were in my hands, I would never let you become a past to memorize. Would devour you daily in bits and pieces. However, a present without you it is. And incomplete in its essence.
Has been a busy week folks. Like how six days just roll by in a glimpse and you wake up on Sunday with your body parts aching. Have a lot on my mind…got things to do. Yesterday was our country’s 69th Independence Day, kind of a big deal in India. So my work place was, for the full week, high on patriotic extravaganza. I like it. I love India. But I am not over the top hyper-ish about it!! That happened. We had some fun games, decorations, dress code and all of it.
Then I went on a road trip to Shakleshpur yesterday with some office friends. Nature. Retreat. Rain. Water. Peace. Laughs. Long drive. Music. All of my favorite things. There was this gigantic waterfall we trekked to. Soiled, tired and curious, as we reached the destination, the view was simply breath-taking. Worth the trouble taken. I stood there, facing that enormous waterfall, drenching in the sprinkles; in that moment, a feeling occurred to me as if the fall is challenging me. How much can you take Roopam? I can crush you to bits and I will shower you with troubles. Are you strong enough to stand tall through all of it? the wind kept pushing me and eyes struggled to stay open. I was smiling I guess, to the challenge posed on me. Felt like talking to the fall and saying, I am so ready! will take it all and I will stay strong. The fall rushed in more breeze, more water towards me, to confirm..,Are you sure? it is not going to be easy. And I let my hairs down and turned all boho 😀 and nodded in excitement, uttering in my mind..Yes I know!
Nature has its own way of telling you things.
Yesterday, I was high on nature. And today, I am high on sleep. Adios!