Well u guyz wll think wot im gonna do wd diz title.....hehe...2 b frank.......even i dont know wot im gonna write here.....wotevar i writes its just my creativity.......a creative blunder.......lol.....i just got diz heading wen i woke up ......nd i thght of starting frm that.........hmm.....broken piece....wot does it signify....wotz dat coming into your mind when u hears abt such a heading....... for me its ...NOSTALGIA...d memoirs.....the most unpredictable feeling one will have.....and im obsessed to it..........i think twill b same for u guys too......if not ...no prblmz....hehe......i was jst telling abt myself....
Nostalgia....... a feeling that makes a person 2 feel d tearing pain, not of d skin, but of d heart.......at times i used 2 think a lot abt dis ..... i've heard a lot f times people saying...."watever happens life has 2 go on"....u also have heard it........but den lemme ask....why is dat dese memories haunting us all d way through our life ..... as if dey hav taken a vow 2 make as regretful about d paining losses of d past.....they ...i mean d memories.....they wer wd us evrywer v goes........following us like our shadow........if brain is d mind of d body.....den memories are d brain of d shadow........wotever happens in life......whoever deserts us......whoever stabs from d back........no matter wot happened....u can b sure of one thing....those memories of d past will b with u for ever....until d last second dat u closes your eyes......nostalgia is a biographical diary .....were memories are the chapters........hmm...little over imaginative...ryte...:P ...no worries.....u hav 2 bear it......im getting bored here.....wot else to do...
MEMORIES.......Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose............its d recalling of d past........memories of childhood.....of school days...... collage days..... exams........ bunkings..... punishments......... impositions...... games....... friendship...... laughters…… gossips....... love...... breakups........ betrayals...... sacrifices...... experiences......... goodbyes......... well im stopping d counting hre or else it wil go endlessly..........how can v live without thinking of all dese lost treasures.......i cannot........it says dat almost 95 % of d human brain is filled wd past memories ......4% wd d present and rest 1% for d future.......shows how hard d past things influences our mind.......nd it strucks hard wen v realize dat v cannot take a return journey to the past.....once you left something in d past ...den its left for ever. Seconds......hours.......days.....weeks....months...years......winters.....summers.....decades........watever passes memories are still memories........they are sweet to remember but hard to bear it.....dey r d magical medicine which will make one 2 stand up from d ashes......
I think its time for me to get little nostalgic..........hehe.....my life.......twas such a mess dat now...... i only gets time 2 think about d past....who cares d future......i think d very first memory dat im having is of wen i was jst 1 or 2 yrs old.........i was lying in d cradle...nd i can remember a snake twisted in d bar above it.......a real snake......nd dazz it.....rest is past....dazz d first picture wch is still left in my mind.......d beginning of d flow............one night my father comes home in d night carrying a toy airplane in his hand......dats d longest memory dat i can have......i still remembers he encouraging me to play wd dat plane........nd dazz d same wot im into now.... :P...i thnk he hav forseen dat ill b related 2 dat stuff in d future.......and dazz y hez always d best.........love ya......and mother.........well i dont think i shld say abt her.........ones mom will b d best mom in d world for him.........and ma sister too....a good spy againist me.... :P......i hav never thought she will become so into me as she is now.........afterall all d sisters will b a headache for d brothers wen dey r kids nd best friends wen dey r matured.............den comes d school......d second home.......where d life begins to start......d kindergartens....... the rhymes....... cryings....... laughters..... teachers..... exams..... dramas...... gossips….. crushes...... despair...... betrayals...... and the biggest gift dat i hav got is my friends....friendship.........it hav a meaning which worth much wealthier than it is defined.......u cannot share all your feelings to your family and your love....but to a good friend you can do that.....dazz d depth it has.......our friends....dey will b wd us werever v goes....no matter how far dey lives.......in d seats next to u in d film theatres........in d roadside u r travelling.........in d dreams dat u sees evryday........with u in d restraunts dat u eat...............werever......v wll b obssesed wd our old friends........if u do...den dazz calld friendship........but things cannot b same all d time for evryone.....wen evryone becomes busy wd der life......some goes unnoticed.........some sinks deep into d darkness.........nd der r some who really want 2 gt all together but still helpless......nd no one can b blamed.....afterall dis s life........it has to go on......haa....i forgt 2 tell abt d main contributor of d memories.....d loves.....d crushes.......dey comes dey goes........dey forms d part wch wll make us to go back into d past ...for some it will b d long waiting to see each other afta a long time.....definitely not for me...for people like me its .....d mistakes.....d oppurtnities dat v hav missed......d things dat v havent told even wen we wanna 2 say dat...........but wot 2 do again.....v wont b given a second chance.......and at d last wen everyone set 2 der destiny wd a new era and d beginning of new memories.....always think dat der are something dats left behind......left exclusively for the day dat u look back.....
As someone said......life is a just a play where everyone has a role to act....once you finish your role you will b called back to the eternity........afta dat you cant make a comeback ..........time will pass faster dan an eyebliz…. Itz d pains dat are left behind........just like a broken pieces of a glass......itz just like a one way highway......you cannot take a U turn as u wish.........past is never dead ....and if it does den its not d past......wen d memories dies ….den its d death of d mind nd gradually d body ……wot 2 do......v cannot change d destiny........... wot all v can do is sit n think n realize d reality of extreme grief nd pain........may b some will find some relief in writing some blunders like wot i have done here.......wateva......dis s called life......one day u will open d book of memories....and in dat u will find my name.........SHIVA
I didnt read the whole da! .. I cant! Its so true alia..
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