Thursday, April 22, 2010

Sorting The Memories

Bad and good memories are like water and oil; they cannot be separated.
Oh, how I wish they can simply be a mixture of sulphuric powder and iron, so I can use a small magnet to separate the iron from the sulphuric powder. Unfortunately, that's not gonna happen.

Like it or not, our minds are designed in such a complex way that it can hold stacks of memories.
Maybe that's why the words, "forget" and "remember" exist at the first place. You may say you've forgotten, but remembrance can hit you anytime. Human may forget, but only God remembers no more.

If I were to speak in a "scientific" way, things around you are all catalysts. Yes! take me as an example; every time I listen to certain songs or watch some random TV shows, they remind me of some parts of my past. What's worse? The little bits of remembrance are like oars rowing the boat, my mind, to flow back and forth to my past to my present, stirring up my emotion.

I was angry when I remembered those betrayals on top of my loyalty.
Sadness struck me as I reminisce how things could have been better.
Perhaps, all the anxiety are the price of saving the good memories.
My laughters were almost unstoppable every time I remember those silly jokes and pranks.
Blushes on my cheeks blooms when I pictured back those puppy love stories.
Though tears flow down from my eyes, though I have to bare the pain of my past, somehow, someway, they are worth the happiness and joys I have in the other side of my memories.

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