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MEMORIES

  I thought I had already written a post on this topic....umm I didn't........

actually, I made a rough idea of topics that I am going to discuss at starting of this blog...but I focused more on PEOPLE😂...well coz it was frustrating me at that time.... now I have nothing left about them to write paragraphs, actually it is waste of my energy...but I want and I have to say what I have experienced...okay okay now MEMORIES


there is a dialogue from one of my favorite movie - gnapakaalu..cheddavaina,manchivaina manathone untai..moyyakathappadhu!... it means ...memories- whether good or bad, they stay with us, we have to carry with us no matter what. (okay... I am not good at translating, but I conveyed it almost.)...

memories- moments from the past we remember the most...Ummm in my case one of my good childhood memory was school days where my mom used to walk me to the school carrying my bag, picking me up from school in the evening, I used to be so much excited to tell my mom all the things that did...hmm good old days... I think everything is a good memory from childhood coz you can't understand anything more than love and joy.

reality hits all of us in different ways at a particular time in life....I can't say if it happened to me till now... but I feel like I experienced most of it.. maybe happiness and success are all that left...

sometimes being born dumb is better than anything coz we don't understand anything easily.... it was from my fourth standard and I was eight I guess...I came to this stupid sense of understanding everything and everyone.

Hmm....we end up remembering so many things that we want to forget the most... coz we stress more or focus more on the things we want to forget than the things we want to remember........... there is a psychological term for this that I don't remember😅.

isn't it obvious that we humans remember bad things than the good, things that made us sad than happy...maybe because we get hurt by those things at that moment, they make us feel bad....mostly we hide bad memories in our self, we just want to ignore them rather than reminding them, we rarely bring up those things bcoz we don't want to feel that pain again...maybe bcoz we aren't ready to face that or to accept that or maybe coz some are badly hurt....there comes a day were even bad memories can't affect you. 

just remember them as memories that made you what you are.......

you can think that why can't I discuss good things than bad..... good things are easy to share and discuss. things that hurt us are being hidden within us and hard to bring up.... what I wanna say is don't hide the things inside you, that bothers you... write it somewhere or share with someone whom you trust, they may not give you a solution but you may find while explaining when you try to explain something to others... you tend to think more so that the other person can understand you easily.. just try to understand the thing and let it go...don't hold on to anything that bothers you...I know things are hard to be implemented than said .. we cannot bring lost people back neither the moments we spent nor the things we felt.. all we have to do is move on and live in hope.

more power to each and everyone who are facing their own battles. things like this should be discussed, it is not negativity it's the reality that people face in every day lives...... we are humans we have every kind of emotion within us.....which is easily influenced by the external environment until we are not!........

finally what I say is try to make more good memories than bad so that you are not dominated by bad things in the future... Hwaiting!.

                                  

                                                                                                           - mystery girl

   

                                                                                                      

  

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