Somewhere Always

We meet so many people in the long walk of our life. Some people come, some people go. We welcome new arrivals and bid farewell to the old faces. This is the simple yet so complicated cycle we go through. However, very few people can create impact and leave a long lasting impression within us. Those who can are the people whom we remember forever. They are the people who have become the reason why we flip through the reminiscent book that we compile through our memory bank over the years. The cover of that book is blue which radiates inconspicuous sadness. Still, we do open the book and subconsciously seek momentary happiness disguised in bland sadness. This convoluted blow of mind continues until the memories laid down by those impactful people begin to fade away and extinguish forever. Irony is, the more we open the memory bank by going through the book in blue cover page, the more those people and their impact embed in our heart and mentally enfeeble us to become emotionally stronger. 

Some people happily like to carry the burden of blue memories even if knowing the unpleasant consequences they incur. Because those people know, sometimes life and events put them in a situation when memories, bleak or beautiful, become the only bridge to connect with those who have gone past or no longer in touch in the perennial timeline of long life. Memory is not just about memory— it becomes shadow of the people with whom we create distance intentionally or unintentionally, by choice or by chance, hatefully or forgetfully. Yet again, impact is the reason why some people dominate in our memory bank and others don’t. Similarly, impact is the very reason why we remember some people for long time although we have spent very few moments with them, and forget those even after sharing so many life events for several years.      

Tribute to Eternal Love & Selfless Generosity 

Time changes the stories of life. New stories eclipse the old ones. Characters in the stories also change. However, some characters have the innate power to last long. The people who play those characters keep recurring in our minds without generating any reciprocity in return. Mutuality of remembering someone"I will recall you and you will recall me in response" doesn’t occur by deliberate effort. It’s a spontaneous matter far beyond any willful control. Here, single-screen emotional reflection edges over duality and makes any sort of psychic telepathy totally impertinent. That is why in life ocean fraught with memories we indulge all alone, we swim all alone, we afloat all alone. Is it a sad part of life? No, intrinsically, this is what we call life. Our choice, decision and purpose define our respective life, so do our emotion, affection and love define whose memory we will carry, whose memory we will discard and obviously, whose induced pain and bestowed pleasure we will agreeably bear for endless period of time.    

Apart from happy feeling rendered by kaleidoscope of beautiful memories, sometimes some memories engender only pain and self-indicted agony. A sentimental breaking point full of emotional misery tears the heart apart and triggers a remorseful realization: why did I meet this person? I wish I had not met him/her. Not everyone comes as blessings in life. Some people come to tantalize the heart and desert it by leaving behind an elusive affection. Desiccated heart trapped by illusion somewhere in an alien territory always inanely wishes some miracle to happen. But miracle barely happens in life, does it? 

By
George Atlantic