Memories…that are mine alone….unique because those who are in that memory have different thoughts about the same incident. Memories, a picture held safe in the photo album of life. Memories of tears, laughter, noisy times, eventful silences, small snippets of our lives all stored in our mind to be replayed later. Sometimes like deja vu, they come back at a later time to make you feel, I have lived this before. No one, I mean no one can take those away, can they??
I have always wondered why sad memories remain fresh in our minds and cling where as happy moments just fade away with time. We have a tendency to hang on to those thoughts that make us sad , keeping the hurt and pain fresh in our minds, something that went wrong in our lives ,the disappointments we face or that which hurt us and specially the hurtful actions or words of the ones we care for. They come up unbidden and unprovoked triggering a feeling of sadness in us.
Sometimes memories are all you are left with to hang on to when a loved one is gone. The happy times bringing in a whisper of joy in your dreary world, the memories of laughter, togetherness and happy times giving you a little something to hold on to as your own. Little moments of laughter, the feeling that overwhelms you when you first tell someone you care about them, the sparkle in your beloved’s eye when they catch a glimpse of you after a long time, the feeling of safety and warmth when you are hugged by people you love, the choked emotion you feel when your loved one does something special just for you, the tear that runs down your cheek as someone’s actions touch you, the feeling of pain when you give someone all of you and they rip your heart apart, all these memories, all just yours ….no one can take it or snatch it away.
A way of holding on to all that you love, all that you want to hold close and all that you dont want to lose ever… These are somethings no matter what one can never take away from you…. ever. Happy ones, sad ones, memorable ones, all remaining with you, like pictures, imprinted in the deep recesses of your brain. Can one really erase those away ever??? The mental scrapbook of all that happens in your life, that which gets a flood of thoughts rushing back into your head. …. Memories.
When you hold this close to your heart, you realise life actually is such a beautiful journey. When you cherish each special memory, each thought of those who came into your life and made a difference however small, you feel you have been blessed. So hold them close to your heart and keep them safe for they are your treasures to cherish because People come and people go, maybe they can even be replaced …. but memories they linger on… they can never be taken from you… and ultimately isn’t memories what makes us who we are?
Here are the memories I've created for the past 3 days! =D
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| ~Went to Gurney n watched the 3D Rapunzel~ Pictures credit to Aina |
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| ~The convoy went to Ahlams house to makan-makan and then we headed off to Tupah Recreation park~ Pictures credit to Aina & Aslam |
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| ~Mandi manda at Titi Kerawang~ |
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