When you are really young you don't think about first experiences, every thing is so new to you. Every little thing. Its only when you are a little confused with ageing that you ponder about remembering first experiences, may it be love or otherwise. For me I think that has been the scenario.
Last night while I was struggling with sleep I don't know why I tried to remember my first school bus ride- and I couldn't remember much, except for loud lousy kids all stacked together like cattle. As I delved a little bit into memory I realized that it was not the memory of the first day- it was the sum of the every other day that I remembered.
I delved further deep into the pits of my brain only to get a bad headache and an acute shoulder pain. It was only then I remembered that I was bitten by a bee, just around my neck.
I don't know if it's the pain that made me remember this or if it was the past memory that rekindled the pain, but either way it wasn't much pretty at first. If you can't romanticize the past it's better you forget it, ah well, but sometimes you have to deal with the pain.
And when the pain is over it's always sweet and you get to sketch school buses from memory that never existed.
Last night while I was struggling with sleep I don't know why I tried to remember my first school bus ride- and I couldn't remember much, except for loud lousy kids all stacked together like cattle. As I delved a little bit into memory I realized that it was not the memory of the first day- it was the sum of the every other day that I remembered.
I delved further deep into the pits of my brain only to get a bad headache and an acute shoulder pain. It was only then I remembered that I was bitten by a bee, just around my neck.
I don't know if it's the pain that made me remember this or if it was the past memory that rekindled the pain, but either way it wasn't much pretty at first. If you can't romanticize the past it's better you forget it, ah well, but sometimes you have to deal with the pain.
And when the pain is over it's always sweet and you get to sketch school buses from memory that never existed.
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