Flashbacks.

Standing at the edge of 20, now, often I denunciate my memory (often I do appreciate it). I memorise all the itsy-bitsy trifle stuffs , remembering to forget all that I should remember( e.g- my thermodynamics and material science stuffs).

I do not remember my first day at school very clearly, but I do remember my early days at school. I don't need to be much diligent to treasure all those memories . The kudos, followed by some sheepish smiles, the overwhelming congratulations and greetings after victories, the warm embraces after failures ~ I remember them all. Once someone not-so-close, accused me of something I never did and all my friends stood by me against that person and even threatened that person.:)

I remember the days when I used to run around, pointlessly in the children's park with friends, always being the worst in sports...:P ...... How hard I ran in school sports ,yet I came 2nd(from last) in the HITS only..hahaha....and my friends congratulated me for not being the 1st(from end)...:P......Also I did a penguin walk in sack and came 2nd(this time from the beginning..:) ) in the sack race. Then someone told I cheated as it was not the proper thing, I was supposed to hop in the sack, along with it (how pathetic..:P)..But I dint cheat, a teacher only suggested us(not only me) to do it that way...:)

The parodies during breaks at school, the desultory moments of smiles and tears may have diluted somehow with time, but it's instillation created a niche for itself long ago. Cooking fried rice and that horrible chicken at home, when there was none, and sharing those stories with friends.... how can they ever fade away...!

After being a bit grown up other problems started intruding.Then the advices started pouring;often presumptuous, often preposterous.

Gone are those halcyon days,

Cherubic faces,playful tricks,

Craven faces before ethereal joys,

Gone are the school days...

Few friends are in touch now. Who are in touch are only 'just in touch'. Most don't have time to share, even if they share they don't care. It appeared as inferno, I feared this long ago when we got scattered,they consoled and promised to remain consolidated. Where are they, where are those days...!!! Some even feel those days are of no value now, in front of their beatific present or awaiting future. Some boast of the diadem of present , forgetting( at least trying not to memorise those, since forgetting is not possible, really), and some like me are emulating to ensconce themselves.

But now, no use trying to blame others or saying all the faults are others'. People on this side i.e me and my thoughts also moved miles away . Out ways have become different ,perhaps they will never meet again......the pain that now seeps down the heart, may impede with time. We are denizens of today's world ,we don't cower at anything. The memories that are twitching the mind now, will be perhaps reduced by time.

Some day may be ,those days and moments will start appearing like a variegated blur only, when the heart will be able to masquerade or get virtually comatose by the Joy (or may b sorrow) Of Reality.