“All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.”

Friday, July 18, 2008

Fond Rememberances

It has been some time now since my last post. Much has happened. Much has been lost and
much witnessed. Upon each turning page of time has been imprinted new memories.. Memories that overshadow happier times and replace them with a cold frightening scare which at some moments loomed in the very air I breathed.

Times of bereavement are harshly painful. A saga of sweet memories drown me in waves of nostalgic agony.. Each prick of a dear rememberance brings fresh tears.
Old utterances, jokes and stories... Lullabies that once rhythmed a wrinkled hand which rocked a young girl to sleep... Eyes which once sparkled on seeing his grand daughter's antics... A steel watch... An old smile...

...These i'll never forget. I'll miss him.

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3 comments :

  1. My hearty condolences...... I can very much understand the pain in the loss of a dear one..... Any way life has to go on and we all live on the cherished moments spent with our loved ones......

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  2. hmmm.. life will go on indeed..
    newer memories will awash these ones too into an ocean of blurred images of our past..
    and at pensive times we might recollect those fond times we cherished..
    the sea saw of life as they say will keep teetering between tears and laughter..

    hey and it wud be good if u put up your name with the comment :)

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