Time doesnt stop for anyone but what stops is we who are drawn by time into varied leafs of past present and future. Relishing, cursing, passing and thriving through the thickness of these leaves we form some memories and fondle them to eternity. Once the most cherished and precious moments of life become a source of
endless pain yet return back to our mind with the same thrill and
charm. Strangely but strikingly we mortals love things which come with
an innate pain. A pain which manyfolds raises the pleasure which it
brings alongside. Yet what remains shadowed in that love is the pain
which gets fossilized in the drying leaf of our past.
Its almost certain that things which you hated once will just wash out of your memory because you cursed those leaves of this spiral scripture of life. A sensation which is left is that of soothing peace like a progressing hurricane just diverted its way and you are saved from an inevitable disaster. But those moments shining in your eyes once as gems of those sparkling times leave behind tears yet fail to fade out.
All that happens is that they just take a lower seat in the mounting pile of memories.
Its almost certain that things which you hated once will just wash out of your memory because you cursed those leaves of this spiral scripture of life. A sensation which is left is that of soothing peace like a progressing hurricane just diverted its way and you are saved from an inevitable disaster. But those moments shining in your eyes once as gems of those sparkling times leave behind tears yet fail to fade out.
All that happens is that they just take a lower seat in the mounting pile of memories.
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