With such a title, you would have guessed this is a nostalgia piece. And yes, you’re right.
I was reading a group blog that I was part of some years ago and realised how I have forgotten certain things that happened during that period of time. How young we were, the signs of bigger things to come, the fun we had and the friendship we shared. Forgotten are the times we spent together, the things we did and even those words I typed or comments I made. Reading it now, it just seems like 4 very happy young people living the time of their lives.
Unfortunately, this friendship was not meant to be.
4 people, split 3 ways.
It is always a pity to lose friends, whether to time or to illnesses or just simply because people drift away from each other….
The shameful thing is we will never be able to be such close friends again. The consolation is the blog is still there. No one seems to have thought of deleting it or actually deleted it, although certain contents were long removed. I wonder if this is what is all left of the many years of friendship? Or maybe, it is the best thing to have come out of it and the best residual of the once glory days.
Recently, the man was clearing his room to make space for a new piece of furniture. While packing, he came across many nostalgic stuff, old letters, autograph books, notes passed in class, old photos, birthday cards and travel mementos. He kept some, threw most of them away.
When he did that, my reaction was-
He calmly answered -
That got me thinking.
I thought about the huge pile of birthday/new year/christmas and all sort of cards that I have kept over the years, the letters from pen pals and friends, the origami stars, birthday cake candles for almost every year since I was 15, silly gifts and mementos……
A lot of stuff!
So I went through some of it one night and decided that maybe I should throw them all away too. No point keeping so many things…
I ended up reading some of the cards and letters.
And I sorted them out into two piles – One for keeping, the other for discarding.
Then I realised, it is a tiring process and I still had so much to go through.
I ended up putting everything back where it belonged and told myself that I would go through them again another day.
Then I began to think – if I throw all these cards and letters away, what is left to remind me of the past? Memories fade and are not as reliable as solid hard mementos. How can we immortalise these reminders of how we have lived, the people we were once close to and the things we have went through?
A big dilemma!
No, I don’t wanna keep them for me to reminisce the past, I think it is more of keeping them to make my life seem more wholesome – in the sense, all parts of the jigsaw in place.
But I think when the time comes for me to move out, I will go through everything carefully again, keep some close and the rest shall only live in my mind or relive them at that moment and move on.
Besides, I have a great future to look forward to and more mementos to keep from the future, so need to make way!