I opened my phone gallery to delete some screenshots and there I stumbled upon an album, which I have saved by the name, MEMORIES. I do not want to open it but I had this urge to go back at what I had and how everything “was” which is now just a tense, a past tense.
I saw all those pictures, some bought a smile on my face, and some bought tears in my eyes. Someone has truly said, time flies, it does. I felt that while going through my “Memories ”. It’s weird to see, how at one point of your life, you have everything and at the next, all you have, photographs. It’s weird to see, how we can’t change or erase anything from the past. It’s weird to be able to feel those moments of love, joy, and sorrow. It’s weird to be able to smell the fragrance of ’ that ’ particular day when those photographs were clicked.
You know what, while going through “MEMORIES ”, my mind was in a battle of questions that I want to ask each one of those who are in “MEMORIES ”.
I want to ask my childhood best friend, why we don’t talk like that now? What just happened to you suddenly? Why did you just changed and treated me like I was no one in your life? Did you forget how I was there for you when no one else was? Why we are no more friends like we were in “MEMORIES ”.
I want to ask my mom and dad, why don’t you trust me anymore? Why do you think I can’t succeed in my life? Why you feel I am less than others just because today I am failing doesn’t mean I will remain a failure all my life. I love you and I will make you proud but why don’t we sit together and you listen to me like the way you use to do in “MEMORIES ”.
I want to ask my relatives, why you hate me? I never thought your bad then why me? Why don’t you let me live in peace?
Why don’t you still mind your own business like you all use to do when I was a little kid like in “ MEMORIES ”.
I want to ask all those I have lost, where did you go? Don’t you all miss us? You know I still have your photos and phone numbers and I call them “MEMORIES ”.
It is weird to see how we shared everything and now you are a total stranger to me.
I want to ask the guy I fell in love with, is it true that you never loved me? Are you running away from me or yourself? Was I not enough for you? I wanted to learn how to let go but not from you, why did you teach me this? Will we meet one day? Will you realize where did you go wrong that day? You are my sweet n sour “MEMORIES ”.
I want to ask that one friend who always listens to me, how do we resonate a lot? How do you understand me? Do you believe in me? Will you be like this forever? If yes then, I would love to keep you in my “MEMORIES”.
I want to ask myself, how did you grow up so fast? How are you feeling today? Will you win over the problems you have today? How did you learn so many life lessons and skills? Did your failures made you strong? Are you afraid of time because it’s running so fast? Are you okay? I want to see you happy because you are the “MEMORIES ” I will die one day.
I don’t know whether I will receive answers to these questions or not. Maybe I will never receive those answers but I understand one thing that if I have grown in all these “MEMORIES ” then everyone who was and is part of “MEMORIES ” has also grown up. We all are on a separate journey, my friends, my mom - dad, my siblings, my love, and even those whom I have lost, were on their journey. We all come here, we learn and only a few of us allow ourselves to grow.
WE MADE MEMORIES
WE ARE MAKING MEMORIES
WE WILL MAKE MEMORIES
AND ONE DAY, WE WILL BECOME A MEMORY.
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