Faded memories by ~velar1 |
Isn’t it
fun to turn back the pages of a photo album, or, as is more apt in this digital
age, to go through old Facebook pictures from years past? We laugh at the ridiculous hair-styles, the
awful clothes, the old hangout you used to love and now cannot stand, the old
friends we used to love and now too cannot stand. The inexorable
passing of time is evident all around us, is it not?
I am
forever looking back at my life, perhaps because I am fascinated with how I
have made it this far. Believe me when I say, I have come a long way from my
younger years, and considering that I am hardly anyone of even minute
significance right now, this speaks a lot about the sort of person I was long
ago.
Yet, as
much as we’d like to pretend otherwise, that person in the picture really is
us. Perhaps not as mature, perhaps not as hurt, perhaps not as happy or as sad;
but nevertheless that person is still you. Or is it?
Indulge
me for a minute, and pretend that we’re in a Michael Crichton novel, one where
we are able to bend the fabric of time so to speak. Imagine if we could
transport ourselves, and our consciousness, back into our younger selves.
What the
heck would we do?
Would
you really say that thing that got you beaten up in school? Would you really
like that girl? And if so, would you really write that note to her and pass it
in that totally un-subtle way?
Would you let your parents still yell at you, even though you now know better? Would you ignore your
brother or sister the same way you used to, knowing he/she would return the favour soon? Would you
have told him or her that you loved them, if you knew how much harder it would be to say that in the future?
Would you side with your father or your mother during
that divorce?
Would
you choose those subjects, and in effect, that career line? Would you have put your foot down and said ‘no’ to your parents’
desire to keep you close to home, or would you have silently been led like
you were then? Would you kiss that girl, at that time, or would you have waited
just those 5 minutes more, in time for the moon to come out and make it that
more perfect? Would you have kissed her at all, if you knew how it turned out?
title and registration. by~RAWR-ima-Dinoroar |
Would
you have tried so hard to be liked, if you knew that nothing you did would be
good enough? Would you have let the memories fade faster, if you knew that you would
be forgotten first? Would you have made the same mistakes, even though you know
that the pain is what made you who you are? Would you have willingly suffered
again, just because you told yourself that it was ‘necessary’? What if you
decided it wasn’t?
How
different would those old pictures look now? How many of those memories would
be wiped away, to be replaced by new ones, and maybe a new you? What if we
never became who we are today?
Who are
we, really, today?
4 comments:
The tone of this post would have people believe you have a tendency towards MDD, especially people who do not know you personally.
Being one of the fortunate who does, I would like to say for the record that you highly over-dramatise your status -or lack thereof- when you were younger...
R: Oh really? Well it wasn't meant to come out that way, nor was it really a post about me. I was just trying to capture the decisions and events that people sometimes wish they could change or go back to.. And thank you for that, though.
I'd say you change every single moment in time. The changes are just drastic when you compare over long periods of time. And as time goes by, your priorities would change. If you reset someone's timer and put them in the past, you've just put a completely new person to face the same situations. It would almost be a given that you'd react differently to things.
Imagine the awkward teen male ignoring the girls his age and getting fixated on the 2x something old woman because he can relate to her. Also, if you were interested in someone your physical age, you'd be one step away from breaking a couple of laws as well :P
Jeez Gehan, thanks for giving me more questions to stay up at night with. :P
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