Recently, I was
struggling hard to avoid lethargy. This can’t affirm that I am lazy, but for
me, being lazy is not being able to come up with something creative. I couldn’t
find any good thought to write on. I felt like I’d stopped observing things or
had become dormant, reasoning the comfortable climate. Err, but then, a month
of not thinking of writing made me miss writing. I thought that maybe I hadn’t
realise what I love truly until I missed it in my life.
Repeating this known
fact may sound cliché but I don’t mean to. The ‘Missing something’ phenomenon
caught me. I wondered about why I miss something I love(d). This can be
explained why we miss our old friends. Though, they aren’t as close as they
were, they are a part of our life. In our last moments we are going to remember
people who made difference in our lives consciously or unknowingly. However, we don’t always want them again in
the same old role but we are going to lionize our possessions because they
define us. We are going to love them however they are. We even love our transitory
possessions like our dorm during a camping trip or our class teacher. We love
our memories because they belonged to us.
There’s something
extremely ravishing and appealing about the city we lived in or the home we
reside in. It attracts us, overwhelms us, spurs adrenaline in veins and
emblazons our life. And we realize this when we are prepared to leave the place
altogether. Our hearts soar in exhilaration and the reason for which is quite
unknown to us. We never mean to sadden our present for leaving our roots but we
are prepared at the moment to cherish things that made us, spruced us and which
are parts of us
Even if we leave the
past behind we are never going to forget it. We may try to overcome our past
which has bitter- sweet memories but we can’t totally forget it. For that,
every one of us would need to get Amnesia. But it doesn’t work that way. We
should accept our past along with the blunders we have had committed because
our present reflects our expedition since the beginning. Rather than sobbing
over our errors we should learn from them and devise our future because we are
made from them.
