Picturesque capture
"आते जाते खूबसूरत आवारा सड़कों पे
कभी कभी इत्तेफाक से
कितने अनजान लोग मिल जाते हैं
उनमे से कुछ लोग भूल जाते हैं, कुछ याद रह जाते हैं "
Extremely powerful lines.
I heard this song on radio on my way to the office today.
The mere choice of words brought back photographic memories of places, incidents & people conjuring up a delectable concoction of misty love-filled air on a breezy day.
I am reminded of such wonderful memories when I have encountered severe incidents of fear, understated embarassment trying to do the hero-act, ran into unending conversations with random people I knew I wouldnt ever meet again - especially on vacations & made no attempts to save them either on a piece of paper or capture on a camera.
Ironical though, I must have not wanted these memories to remain indelible and thus no attempts to save them & strangely, they seem etched. I never miss out on the details of these wonderful and sometimes not-so-wonderful memories whenever I run into them.
You know why?
Probably when certain things just click, I mean, that instant connection that you cannot deny - either good or bad, but they click. Likewise, these memories gets clicked and in some random corner of the mind, gets saved as photographic memories. When you think anything closely related to such instances, these memories appear in both color and form never missing out on a single detail that was captured.
This has happened to me always and my friends usually say I have been gifted with an elephantine memory. But thats not true. I think I tend to remember episodes that clicked with my inner soul in some ways and that I would have subconsciously never wanted to lose.
And through this lovely journey called Life, one must feel, sense & breath the unusual - the unfolding mystery always adds a third dimension to Life.
कभी कभी इत्तेफाक से
कितने अनजान लोग मिल जाते हैं
उनमे से कुछ लोग भूल जाते हैं, कुछ याद रह जाते हैं "
Extremely powerful lines.
I heard this song on radio on my way to the office today.
The mere choice of words brought back photographic memories of places, incidents & people conjuring up a delectable concoction of misty love-filled air on a breezy day.
I am reminded of such wonderful memories when I have encountered severe incidents of fear, understated embarassment trying to do the hero-act, ran into unending conversations with random people I knew I wouldnt ever meet again - especially on vacations & made no attempts to save them either on a piece of paper or capture on a camera.
Ironical though, I must have not wanted these memories to remain indelible and thus no attempts to save them & strangely, they seem etched. I never miss out on the details of these wonderful and sometimes not-so-wonderful memories whenever I run into them.
You know why?
Probably when certain things just click, I mean, that instant connection that you cannot deny - either good or bad, but they click. Likewise, these memories gets clicked and in some random corner of the mind, gets saved as photographic memories. When you think anything closely related to such instances, these memories appear in both color and form never missing out on a single detail that was captured.
This has happened to me always and my friends usually say I have been gifted with an elephantine memory. But thats not true. I think I tend to remember episodes that clicked with my inner soul in some ways and that I would have subconsciously never wanted to lose.
And through this lovely journey called Life, one must feel, sense & breath the unusual - the unfolding mystery always adds a third dimension to Life.
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