Unforgettable

            We go through so much in a short span of time, say like 2 years. We meet new people, experience new emotions, new situations and sometimes we learn something, and sometimes we don’t. So when you look back at these two years, it’s a guarantee that you don’t remember each and every day or fight or people. Only the very distinct stay, unforgettable, standing against so many others, forever to be etched in our minds.

            When I look back at my childhood and all the years up until now, I have more than a few profound memories, giving me goose bumps even now. Now that I think about it, I have been affected intensely in one way or the other in all of my above said memories. One of my earliest memories is of my dad sitting in front of me while I sat in my little purple chair. I remember him telling me, that I was a brilliant kid and that he was so proud of me ( I think I identified the color of a marble or some shit similarly silly :D) and I was proud of myself  too.

            From then on I have been collecting so many bits and pieces of my life, stored away safely inside me. I didn’t realize how my parents had raised me, given me so much to be happy about, until I had the chance to see and experience how my friends and classmates were brought up.

           All of my memories and events have one thing common. That very thing could have changed my entire perception of my memories and how it affected me later in life. Words.  Just plain words, when strung together with intent could make or break a person’s outlook in life. If my father had said something like “So what? It’s just a marble and it’s not a big deal”, when I was sitting in my purple chair, I would be left with nothing but that bitter feeling every time I look back.

            I learnt, what we speak has the power to impact others lives, consciously or unconsciously making it unforgettable. I didn’t have to make a huge lifestyle change or anything, just made sure whatever I spoke would be something that people could look back and laugh about. Everyone has their own set of worries without us adding our hurtful words to their pile. I mean, if you know me, I snort laugh and throw around inappropriate jokes all the time :D. 
          
           
Listen to this song if possible (Roslyn – Bon Iver & St. Vincent) –                                                                                                                                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Roip0I4VpqM

Sowndharya


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