Memories

I saw a posting on face book which read ‘Past is a nice place to visit but definitely not a place to stay’.
Every one of us must be aware about how over the years as we grow older, certain smells, sounds and people may automatically transfer us to a place in the past - to memories that might be either bitter or beautiful in its wake.
I have my share of them too. However, I avoid within my realm certain things that arouse not so great memories – sometimes I know what exactly it is, but certain other times I have no idea whatsoever it is, it is just an indirect indicator of something unfavorable buried deep inside the brain.
But then when you look at it, it’s just like a roller coaster ride isn’t it? Every time you go up and you go down, it just increases the fun of the ride. We scream, we hit, we close our eyes but at the end of the ride, we say, wow, and that was nice!
Certain things that must have created a dent in an otherwise smooth ride in life – that got your heart beating, pulse rising, head palpitating , tears streaming - whether it be good or bad – later long down the lane, we can say it just made an otherwise boring life interesting. Infact its better than a simple roller coaster ride, it teaches us a lesson or two if it’s a bitter experience otherwise it turns into a sweet page in our journal of life to go through when old age beckons – when such memories might be a bliss to savor with one’s own self.