A gloomy day

It hasn't been a good way to start the day. The morning started with some depressing news of one of my classmates who called it quits to life.The weather was giving company to my mood as it is a dull boring and at times a rainy day. Brooding over a cup of coffee and wondering what could have possibly went wrong in my friends life, my mother calls up to inform me that one of my cousins met with an accident and is injured. Even though the accident wasn't life taking yet it was enough to perturb my mind. As an allegory to the fact that my mind was submerged in all negativity i overlooked my bread which i had put in the toaster for breakfast. They had burnt beyond recognition perhaps gently reminding me that i am still an amateur in the kitchen.

The day rolls and my mind and brain both travels back to fun filled school days. Limited gadgets, limited source of living and unlimited fun. The nexus we developed as students with each other still grips my mind. But then the question starts rolling, why do everything change? Have we changed, or our circumstances have changed or time has changed everything around us? Where does happiness live? In money, in education, in our mannerisms, in our way of living or in our contentment....It's a general maxim that compromises and sacrifices help to make life easier but what about those souls who try these but failure hits them so hard that they end their lives. What is that force or that tide that erases all the love of their loved ones only to push them to death? Is it any tide or some emotion/s or any adjective of which i am certainly unaware of...They start feeling their life is redundant.

School days are the best time of any child's life. My memories are colorful that i can dream my entire life of my school and school buddies. But certainly you can have an opinion and a different story to share. It's that that part of our life which should be enjoyed, dreamt, laughed, played only to be cherished for the rest of our lives. With due course of time we grow and develop according to our skill set and talents. But sometimes we tend to be rebellious and do not accept what life has destined for us. We fractiously try to carve our own path, but in that process we meet lot of repudiations. Its almost like going uphill and losing balance and treading downhill.

Some things in life are destined my friends, please do not try to change. It takes extreme courage to change them and needs applause if successful, but if at any point of time you face dejections, please do not take any extreme step. It leaves many loved ones hurt and wondering as to why such a wonderful life had to end so soon. May you find peace and the angels shower their endless love on you.

Keepsake Memories....

Everything around me is looking bright and green. The soft green grass, the luscious pink flowers which refuses to look dull despite the bright sunshine, the mellow yellow flowers, the lilies dancing to the soft winds, the winds blowing my hair across my face. My sun kissed face, the babies dancing and rolling with their footballs, girls giggling with their buddies and my mind is clicking these images so that when winter creeps in my life these memories will provide me the softest cushion.

Memories these indeed are in the making in the coming grueling winter months. These soft images will provide the warmth when half of the world outside the house will be almost frozen and lifeless. We all love our memories, cling them to our hearts, remember them over a cup of coffee, shed tears over them, laugh at those long lost moments. Ever wondered why are memories so special? Despite everything changing around us, they 'never' change. We always want to get lost in the world of memories where there is no time change, no weather affects them, nothing is queer, nothing is chucked out of brain and heart.

My palanquin of memories has travelled far and wide and it is still making memories. Memories with my loved ones. The elders of my family have mostly left for their heavenly abode where i am sure they are enjoying the moments that the they could not in their earthly life. We have their memories which makes our life richer with happiness. Such is the strength of memories that they still mellow the hearts and make eyes mushy.

Memories are a synchrony of happiness and bond. The bond we share/shared with our closest family, friends or relatives or sometimes with a stranger. With the passage of time they bloom in strong or weak relationships depending on how we nurture them. The nexus goes on to create some everlasting memories which even the tide of time finds hard to erase. They are never svelte or bulky. They occupy a special place in our hearts which never runs out of space. Such sweet things...

But is it wise enough to cling to our memories? Of course, if it is about school and the wonderful friends we make who sometimes continue to be our lifelong friends. But not everybody is fortunate enough to get lifelong friends. People change with circumstances but yes, those memories remain the same leaving us wondering why have they changed with time. Memories of failed relationships should not be held too tight  to our hearts. They often reside in our hearts occupying maximum space and making the situations ameliorating. But who wants to drown in sorrow? Its better to get rid of them at the earliest.

Enjoy the memories, but most importantly make good ones. They should be pristine, enjoyable and worthy enough to be shared with people. Making some exemplary moments gives us the ambit to enrich our minds and souls when we are looking for happiness outside the heart..........