I have learned with time that memories are like old paths and homes ,where if you don't visit regularly you loose many clues. Memories hold very important place in my life (like most of people i believe).
They bring me immense joy and peace ,particularly early twenty years of my life spent with my parents and sister in my native town! Even though life revealed later that not everyone us is keeping those memories as dear and close as me.Still my heart kept them like a child keeps his favourite toy under pillow. Sometimes we are so consumed by the business and sweetness or bitterness of present life that old memories can loose importance .It could not be true for me though. If i sound silly or boring i don't mind at all because it's my default mode.
I have a nature that never ever forgets whomever i encountered in my journey of life . I am in touch with only one friend from primary school days and she is astonished how i remember most of our classmates ,their names ,habits and so on..
Same is true for my village life ,wife of my brother and other cousins laugh when i mention everyone from our childhood to the day i left village. They say even they have forgotten many of the elderly ladies i was befriended with and did some chores for them.
Do you find it weird or stupid?
I think in my early life unknowingly and later knowingly i accepted everyone in my life as gift of God! and i felt deeply connected to them all as we are one and not separate . I feel it reflects my faithfulness to my Creator that gets attached to everyone i meet in my life !
Hope i did not bore you ,as you know i write what i have in my mind at the moment simply dear friends!
Sending love and best wishes for all of you!!!
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