Childhood love

Wasn’t I in love with every aspect of your personality? How you had a peculiar gait when you walk, this habit you had of running your hands over your hair, how you talked, that goofy smile, your hand writing… I seem to be forgetting your hand writing, I vaguely remember a few strokes, how your y’s and g’s turned. How I admittedly yearn now if you would just write me a note. But how would you know? We don’t talk as such, we only meet occasionally in dreams. It is weirdly comforting to miss you. I miss the fact that we were kids, unbridled and not so complicated. Back when our minds weren’t corrupted by the ways of the world.

It’s only pertinent that this would happen. These flashes of reminiscence. After all, my understanding of love stems from you.

Lahe Lahe

Time flies by when you are happy. A very true statement by some anonymous guy who quoted it. What do I do? Recollect every beautiful moment spent in the past few months and pen it down? Mind does a quick retort: let it be. So I try not to run amok backwards. Keep myself focussed on the now.

Another itching fact about time is, it never stops. Keeps running so darn unaffectedly. Everyday, you are changing, people around you are changing, molecules colliding, chemical reactions happening, drama, frenzy, doldrums, emotions. When I can barely control the miniscule event of a leaf accidentally crackling under my foot, why bother controlling humans, their actions or the consequences there on?!

Lahe Lahe..this is an Assamese phrase I got to know from a recent trip to the North East part of India. What it means is, to take it easy! Stay unhurried. One of the many lovely things I am taking back from the place.

Belated New year wishes to all! 🙂 I’ll be around.

Home Struck

Roots. Places you belong to. The home where your heart is. Roads that you have treaded for years, time and again. People who have shaped what you are today. Surroundings where your childhood crackled; your teenage strolled, snooping and sneaking. The laughter, the fights. You have been through it all, right here. Your base foundation. The soil whose scent you cannot wane. A place that holds memories so many, you can’t ever finish recollecting.

We tend to drift away. We change and grow and evolve. We meet new people, see new places, plan on seeing newer places. Move to greener pastures and similar stuff. Our roots though, they are instilled like how salt dissolves into water. Not much to say today. Just that, NEVER forget your roots people.

Quotes #5 : The Inevitable Memories

We meet people accidently. We get to know them gradually. We start getting attached unknowingly. We lay our expectations anxiously. Some we fall in love with, some we start despising. Some we long for, some get on our nerves. Some we forget to remember, some we fail to forget. Every person we meet takes some corner of our memory. The good ones we revisit, the bad ones we lock up in a closet. In the same context, here goes quote for Day 3 of the Quote Challenge, nothing poignant, very basic. :).