A Tad too much!!



These little fragments of our lives. The memories that build a human being. Sometimes they overwhelm you. If you've ever been traveling somewhere all by yourself, completely immersed in thought, in recollection, and all of a sudden you have a big grin on your face or a solitary teardrop tricking down your cheek. You know what i'm talking about. Its a welcome nostalgic memory that pervades the present and carries you off to a different time a different place.

The danger of being all alone is that you get carried away a little too often into this world of the past. Into a blur of places with distinct detailed spots. A rare moment is good is nice, its the little dash of spice to your life. Its like a red chilli in an omlette which still makes itself known long after the omlette is gone. As often as these memories hit me, it becomes, slightly strange. Not that I am actually complaining because the drops startlingly clear memory are more than welcome.

Its just that suddenly you realise that the focus of your life lies elsewhere. I know where mine is, in whom it resides. so when you don't have enough to distract you you automatically switch to a time when somebody can drive you to distraction. But the thing is it makes you wonder about the inequality of needs. It makes you think about how much the other person really remembers you and well actually how much time one has to remember you. I know on days i have enough on my plate to keep me from nostalgia. Its however a certain lack of being needed that drives you to actually sometimes get angry at the frequency of these memories.

When despite all assurances you know that you need surpasses that of another, dont ask me how! you just know and if it isn't confirmed by a certain occurrence. Rather the lack of it. You still deep down believe it. But atleast the saving grace is being an unconfirmed thing you can still refute it. You can still fight within yourself and say its untrue. However being a confirmed fact. It becomes a little scary. A occurrance that brings you abruptly to the face of reality. There is no excuse for it.

Note: you know what im thinking because i unlike you express myself. A blog that you read regularly. And this particular entry im sure you know what it refers to. It doesn't make a singular reference however. Its a generalization that holds true anywhere in the world. And its applies for some other people as well.