Travelling Down the Rainy Memory Lane
What is the thing about memories, that makes us so energized and so happy? Is it the nature of the memory that it is treasured deep in mind like a diamond? Is it the very fact that memory can be relived in our head but can never be experienced again? Is it the reality that good memories even if volatile, have the power to keep us get going! As the downpour got heavy and the raindrops started slashing my windows fast and hard, And as the sound of the rain pierced through my mind, holding a mirror to memories, I went into a trance, trying as much as I can to hold on to that haze of memories... The memories surfaced one by one reminding the happening and the happiest times! I was a child, wearing a sleeveless smocking frock stitched by my Mama! I ran to the window, to watch the raindrops in glee and jumped up and down, to show my love. Letting down the umbrella and getting drenched in the torrents of rain used to be pure joy. The heavenly happiness rains used to bring was un...