😁 the last of replies was hilarious..
4:45 in the morning with a cup of tea and just me, i went through shuffling at fb's eatlo community and saw a post by a lady of her dinner, which said,
Egg Noodles 🍜
Yeah... 🙄
Remember..? No..?
Alliance Francais.. Cafeteria.. ☺️
Sometimes, I feel it's all gone; long gone away.. The time, the scenario changed at a fast pace. And it would never be at that end. But, what bewilders me is that memories are never vague. Their impressions never fade. The tinge of hues that they render, remains the same.. The colors never seem to lighten, infact, the ink gets darken with the passage of time.
How..?
What an amazing expression the creator had come up with.. ☺️
One never forgets anything that had had ever happened to them.. Good, bad, ugly.
The brains are supposed to function the particular way, as instructed by the creator. It is only that we get used to the ROUTINE that comes our way..
Flabbergasted, it leaves me every time I give it a view.
How can it be that easy.. Its not.
Neither climbing up the stairs of those memory lanes is easy(it gets you out of breath.. ), nor running down those stairs is plain sailing..
Heaps of courage is required to sustain with the notion to hold on to the current.
And a countless of the same is essential to depart from where we are stuck.
But, do we actually depart..?
No.
It's just simply that we people are pretentious and are good at making poker faces..and thus we dive in and float with the flow.
Not being a good swimmer even doesn't affect us much. We know when and how to dug up.. And when to hold breath in there.
The good we are at holding breaths, the great gets the sustainability.
The breaths that had each other's fragrance once, smells now of the responsibilities laid before us..
Fragrances play as keys too.. They take us back to the particular moment, opening doors to the garden of emotions where we once smelled them and then these fragrances went down to our arteries and veins with an intention of never coming out.. Hiding themselves under the blood that tasted sweet and sour both at the same time - the blood that was flowing once with the RBCs, which were supplied and got hiked, in each one of us by our emotions towards one another.. And generally not because of our daily iron intake 😁
It is still not deprived of those fragrances, goes and flows the same way.. ☺️
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