Our life is all about accumulating pieces of moments, Isn't it? I believe so, the pieces of moments might be delightful and some pieces of moments might be sorrowful. The combination of these two things makes out life journey fulfilling or that's why the journey of our life goes on. A very usual thing is when something decent thing happens with us or we go within a delightful moment of our life we try to keep in touch at the moment by memorising the moment.
Whenever we think about the joyful moment that we had to spend in our past, we feel that much happiness just only memorising the moment. The second thing we that we can't avoid our bad times so easily because it's that much important and it's one of the parts of our life. As bad time has in our lives, we just have a proper value when good times come. I believe, there is no noone who likes to last his or her bad memories for so long.
Because It's one of the biggest obstacles to us enjoying the present to live in the moment or to live a lively life. Sometimes we try too hard to erase the bad times of our life but we failed. Sometimes some trauma of our life stays with us forever, because we got pain because of that moment in our past and it has been saved in our brains forever.
Whenever you memorise the precious moments of your past, you will get a great level of self-sacrifice, believe me. Sometimes to memorise your childhood precious moments is not a bad thing, because while doing this thing you can take your steps into your childhood for once. Whenever I'm so exhausted from living in my present, I like to memorise the precious moments of my past. It's also a great thing that when the person whom with you're very fond of, you got the person after so long it provides you with a great level of self-satisfaction.
Let me share an incident with you, I have got an aunt who is my mom's youngest sister. From my childhood, whenever we went to our village home on any vacation, she entertain us in a great way. Especially we all cousins gathered together and with having a huge level of attention we lessened to his tales.
Ah! What a level of self-sacrifice I got at the time I can't describe you by my words. Although I'm now an adult the interest of mine in hearing tales of her from her side have not less than an inch. Still, when I go to my village home on any occasion, I love to gossip with her until the sun rises in the sky.
Last night I recall the memory again, the aunty came to our home after so long. I was so happy last night having her in our home. She came to the home just to surprise me, she came not informing me. I was not in my home when she came the home. So, she called me to inform me about her presence at my home. Believe me, the words when I heard that she is at my home. I can't describe the feeling of mine by words.
Yes, I back home after finishing the dinner together, from 11 A.M to 6.30 our gossip was going on nonstop. Believe me, the moment was priceless, I recall my childhood times while gossiping with her. My soul was like a bird where it got so freedom to tell whatever it wanted to tell because there was another soul for lessening the dust.
