30-11-2022Hello there!
Today was no different from the rest, but the moments in it remained special. The weather was so good that one can be another Shakespeare in its magic. And then there was me sitting under the tree on a bench listening "Orasada"- the 7th one on my playlist, enjoying right in the moment. Out of nowhere my mind started its own lyrics, but unfortunately no background music, only those plain lines. My phones music slowly lowered its voice, and I started resonating with the plain lines my brain started. They have gone like.........
" Days passed like an ever-flowing river. All those bygone days can never be brought back. All that I can do now is to embrace my present. But unfortunately, I can never let go my past no matter how hard I try. Because it holds those amazing people who taught me what life is and who never hesitated to care that damn nobody in me. "
and they continued on and on....
As said, I did not become a Shakespeare, but orderly arranged all those plain lines my brain started and they turned into something nice that can find a place in my dairy. That dairy is so special cause it only has 73 pages and I hardly choose something to write in it, as I don't want it to be full already.
And I named those ordered lines 'Grandma and her Hometown'
You are still the same, hope you could sustain this pure forever.
That first step reminded me of those precious anticipations I can no longer have, and all those next floated on the verge of sorrow and joy.
Every breath in here waves me back to those beautiful moments, which I still dream of adding few more years into them.
Your every inch made my mind stroll through the lane of times that remained as memories.
Branches that swung my cradle and the winds that stretched through those cradles can now never match their frequencies.
The quail wall shortened itself for letting it miss the times I tried so hard to climb it and shelves, followed it.
And that clear sky is so upset with the times I missed counting stars together with you, it now hides all of them.
Wish I could make it up to all these and that old soul that's been waiting for its dear ones to return, who lives at the distances where her wails couldn't make their presence.
'wait' a little longer, I'll make it forget herself.
It made me feel so emotional. Gone days can never be brought back, but they leave strong prints in our memories even when they are good or bad. And the lines above are a tiny part of those irreplaceable prints my gone days left me as memories.
Hope you have connected to this day of mine and I'm sure you would have definitely come across such a messy yet turned out to a beautiful day in your life too.
Do you have such irreplaceable days in your past? Is your grandma/ grandpa part of those!?
Let me know in the comments.
Also wish me the best for my next beautiful day of my life. Meet you tomorrow. Have a great day.
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