Sweet Memories
Memories of the past, shall soon be forgotten. Those which schoose to linger, fade away eventually. Every moment in life has so many things throwing at you, that will make you dizzy facing them. There is a pattern you can find in those things which linger in our memories. They are not moments of nostalgia, nor the time when your senses have been subdued by alcohol, but those memories that linger were the times you lived in the moment
I surprisingly remember quite a lot about my childhood days. but the are all faded and have a dusty look on them. This post shall be just about that- my childhood memories. One of my very first memoires was the time i lived in CIT nagar. guess my old people had taken me by the PTC bus and i was quite fascinated by it, especially the conductor. I was enacting it out, living in my own fantasy land at home. Quite vividly remember that mum was reading that Kumudam or Ananda Vikatan, and i was moving a wooden plank as if it was the bus. i had used bits of paper as fictional money and mum bought all the tickets. Lame as it may sound, this is by far my earliest memory..
