Watching the rain fall on my hands,
Painting the colours of the setting sun,
Making a "supposed " castle on the beach,
Collecting sea shells like a new found treasure,
Taking in the silence of a lake,
Singing as though no one's listening,
Dancing with my sister till we drop down with exhaustion,
Playing with mud with my cousin,
Fighting for food with my brother,
And then give it to him cos i cant eat it!!
Dribbling the ball in an empty court,
Running without any inhibition,
Chatting with my best friend for hours,
Getting caught for giggling too loud,
Writing a poem for someone.
Memories.
20 comments:
when i read this ten years later....i jus might cry!!
yea. I dont quite remember what triggered this but anyway it was nice to jott down.
nice poem...
'Twas nice to read this post..read it thrice..Good one :)
thanks nithya and athos! :)
i disagree.
Memories are better than reality.
kk,
A memory is the next best thing to reality.
A memory is just a remeniscence. Reality would be better if you'd value it more when i does happen. Why i cherish moments of watching the sunset and spending time with my cousin or sister would be either because of my current lack of it or that i didnt value it then or i was too young to understand those beautiful moments.Growing up is the most exciting part of life and those are times you will never get back.
When you have practically nothing to worry about,no responsibilities, no rough schedules, no deadlines.
It was fun,fun and yes, fun.
BUT
Nothing beats reality because now i know i will never get these days of my life again. This thought keeps me striving to do more in life, to pursue more, to value more, to live life knowing that i'm living my tomorrow's memory.
A memory that i would cherish and keep close to my heart.
i believe you are comparing memories and the present, rather than memories and reality.
Sure, nothing beats living in the moment. The rush of experiencing ‘live art’.
But if its 'reality' you are referring to, then i still say that memories are better.
In my case (im being slightly guarded here), all my memories seem to touch some raw emotional nerve within me. Memories to me, are sepia tinged old movies, shown from an ancient rattling projector, that i sit and watch in an armchair, in a dark smoky room... and i love it.
Not just the sunsets or being under a starry sky with someone you treasure, or those ecstatic moments that define your life, but even the moments that tested me; the tough times; times when everything seemed to be a conspiracy... I treasure them all, because each memory has some special significance.
memories, as time passes by, become seasoned with nostalgia and hindsight. A reality that seems shitty, and something you would never want to go through,
matures significantly into something you treasure, when looked back upon. An integral part of your life that if given a chance to change, you wouldn’t do a thing about. Yet at the time, reality seemed to be bitch.
“Life is a bitch. Wait, actually its pretty cool” – isn’t that how it goes?
if i could have a word in this discussion... :P
Memories and reality are intricately connected.....reality is what you have to get used to...memories are the ones u hide behind sometimes to escape from reality...but this might not be the case always.....When reality crawls by as slow as a snail.. that is when ur ripe old or something.... the memories of ur life flash by....bliss unparalleled.......
Someone once said " My dad used to tell me that I used to be just as tall as the parapet wall....Growing up is fun...no responsibilities"...guess who?? :P
i assume this discussion is open to all...:P
Why compare memories with reality? its like comparing spaner with screw driver:))...you cant do much without both of them.
In reality memory helps you remember who you are and this is such a stupid discussion where no one is going to win.
I believe this discussion is best left alone...no one is going to get the better out of this discussion.
to athos :
winning is not the point of everything.
Picking middle ground is the easiest thing to do.
No wait.
Criticising a conversation between two others without having contributed anything to it other than a bad analogy (spanners and screwdrivers? really? )
is the easiest thing to do.
:))
sorry...didnt think you would be offended.
kk,
Everything is not about feeling good.Even though i'd just gone through the worst day in my life, i'd value reality because it would have taught me something even though i might not feel good. Sometimes, reality stikes you so hard that you're stumped. And it does you good.
I still feel reality is better since a memory just makes me feel good but doesnt change anything. It's i can say, static and unchangeable. Reality is where all the excitement comes. Where you can explore, where you feel the adrenaline rush, when you can see everything happenning in front of your eyes. The raw truth. No imagination, no expectations.
The actual rush that you feel cannot be compared.
After you do something wild, the aftermath and the satisfaction of doing it is AMAZING.
sharan,
yea.. those are memories that are the most dearest to me. :)
This is an example of why i rate reality over a memory. Because of reality, this memory is cherished by both my dad and me.
We share these memories. It stays fresh in the mind of the beholder and is distinct and characterised in a different way by both of us. I owe him that memory atleast. Its important to the both of us.
i am really sorry all..thought i was joking
ha ha no worries there athos! big deal.. you spoke your mind out. Everyone has their own right to an opinion! ;)
i really have nothing to say. hence :
How's it going people ???
god, i feel so much better now....feels like a dinosaur popped out of my stomach....i am kidding
its typical of me to do something incredibly stupid and apologize...
'How's it going?'....i guess you meant life....life is great...awesome...it has been the same for three years....actually it sucks.
life is great!! just finished my exams! yippee.. got hols till 17th! :) actually study hols but anyway!!
moi aussi....
thats what i like about even semesters....we have to go to coll about 5 times in 3 months....i love study hols...its good to know that even when the study hols gets over we have sem hols:)
the countdown is on! in 3 days i'll be FREEE!
Yippeeeee!!
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