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Good times.. just for memories?

My two cousins were very close to me. We have shared good times together. Us four: me, my sis and they both brothers. But, now we all have parted our own ways. We four have settled in our own different lives. Maybe I am a very sensitive person deep down. I cannot keep a block in keeping contact with people who have been a major part of my life. Be it my best friend from school or anyone else. So yes, I try to remain in touch with them. But this very thought which comes to every person now and then is, "They do not text us, why should we?". And this makes me sad. I show my angst by saying, "You do not miss me?" But the truth is, even if I say that, they are not going to text me next.  It is still going to be me. So it is just better if I avoid that thought. Maybe, we hold a significant place in our hearts for some people but some do not have the same for us. Or maybe, everyone is just too busy to reminiscence their past, which is of course expected from all of us.

Missing mom's love

I was back to being a 10 year old and my mom was waiting for me outside the school. She hugged me as I ran into her arms with that heavy breathing. It was such a discomfort but oh, my young and pretty mom made me feel safe. And then, I woke up. It was 5am last night and I was having the usual asthma attack because of the ac! I took my puff and went off to sleep. But oh! how good the scene was. Was it a symbol that how much I miss mom's love!! I am going to meet my mom today..but a lot older version from my dream. I distinctly remember what the day was. I remember her little brownish-white colored suit. I think she looked the best that day! We had gone to buy some grocery after my school got over around 12am only!! (I think I was in UKG..lol!!) And then we went off to my dad's clinic. Probably!!! (As I do not have That much good memory). I reckon the poem, "My Mother at Sixty-Six" by Kamla Devi. I was deeply touched reading it.. Even though my mom is not that old b

The Significance of One month

What all can happen in one month? There are few things in my life, which I did for a very short duration of time. One was "National School of Drama", a camp I had joined when I was in 5th grade! and I Still remember bits and pieces of it. I had overcome the loss of those special friends I met (one of those, who I met coincidentally in metro). It was depressing for so many years. I was like, Whyyy ? Why do we meet people who are not supposed to stay in our lives forever??!! and the most recent experience was now, my first job. It does not matter how much developed the company was or was not, but the people there were those who I had to meet!! No wonder, a job brings back your self-respect, security and confidence, but being so lucky to find just the people you need is exceptional!! I have said it all times that unexpected things happen at unexpected times. You never know what good time awaits you in future!  The people I met in the office i.e. my team, was the company I