Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Memory Files



It is almost summer  time. The chill in the air is enjoyable; it’s the kind that makes you want to go out and enjoy the red nose and numb ears for one last time since its probably the last winter rains that are pouring down. The raindrops trickle down my window sill, the soft breeze blows and sometimes bring a few raindrops which fall on my face, waking me up from my day dreams... I’m listening to the soft romantic song with earphones in my ears and volume totally up!

Its a nice feeling. The whole situation seems to takes you to all the good old days.

-The family days, when all the family members cuddle in one quilt with a packet of groundnuts in the centre, eating, chatting and laughing away... Or in a balcony with pakodas and cups of hot tea and coffee.    

-The school days when we couldn’t go out for games and our seniors used to come in our classes, make us stay quiet and punish us if we didn’t listen to them. And later, we doing the same when we were the senior most the responsibilities were put on our shoulders. 

-The trekking days when we used to sit inside our tents and we could hear the tip-tap drops falling on our tent . We would go on gossiping about every possible thing in the world. Discussing about all the ghost stories and getting scared to death at night and then switching on the torch and sleeping. Hahaha...!!    

-The college days when we always asked teachers not teach us because it was so beautiful and after the teacher used to agree after like a hundred pleads, run to to canteen and order hot coffee and maggi and nag about the fact that we should have been at the lake at this moment or maybe at kasauli.

-The mushy-mushy days when you and your bffs sat in a coffee shop, eating hot Chocolate Fantasy (yes I’m talking about Cafe Coffee Day), talking about almost everything... and nothing at times yet saying everything on mind.

I could go on and on with such beautiful memories... They were lying somewhere at the back of my mind. The rains just brought them back. And as they say, “We do not remember days; we remember moments.” Lets create more moments because life is indeed beautiful. VERY BEAUTIFUL!