Memories are funny things, they pop up out of the blue and bite you in the derrier when you least expect it. They bring forth questions to things you thought you knew, and move you in ways you never thought possible.
Memories are powerful things, they drive you to search for its physical manifestations. They force you to deal with things you tried to shut out by dangling images in your mind at the mere whiff of a familiar scent.
But a good friend once said that we must also trust those little events that memories conveniently leave out. The ones that form the intricate weavings of fate - the reason why things happen. Memories are just signposts, but not necessarily the true picture.
It's interesting how this life works - just as the memories start to take hold, something happens to jolt things into perspective again. Events unfold that mirror what you questioned, playing itself as a cruel rerun to the things you thought you forgot. The sequence of sentences, the image of a person, the frozen smile that reminds you of your place in the framework of another's life...
Posted by Najah Nasseri at 2004年01月21日 00:07 | TrackBackI remembered the nite I lost my virginity like it was yesterday....
Posted by: man at 2004年01月22日 07:14very good write-up on memories, najah.
i shuddered to think what would happened if we go through life without memories. we all need memories... sweet and bitter.
Posted by: lucia at 2004年01月22日 16:38Memories, they give us an identity. They link our present to our past. Reading this entry gave me food for thought about those memories that I hold so very close to my heart. Truly, they are only signposts, and there will be many more. Thank you for enlightening me.
Posted by: petertan at 2004年01月23日 09:59