I met an old classmate of mine. Bruhh, I didn't know my mind could go down memory lane so fast. The last time I saw her, it was….. wait let me do the numbers… 11 YEARS! OMG, how time flies. She called out to me and I looked up from my phone and recognized her, then I was taken aback.
I think I stared at her for over 8 seconds. Which is very long if you think about it. Lots of things were going through my mind. Wow, how did she remember my name? How did we even meet? How long has it been? What is her name??? (Which is the most important as she had called my name.)
Melancholy filled my spirit. It's a small world and I understood it more. I am a relatable person, I build strong bonds with people and changing environments is usually a problem for me. I don't think I remember how hard it was, I mean it was so long but I felt the emotions come back as I stared at her.
You know the feeling when you go back to an old neighborhood after a long time and you see your favorite landmarks and the changes blending with the new things? It's a gut wrenching feeling but in a good way. I took a look at the streets, I barely recognized the place. I saw the people, some shops and stalls had moved, some remained at the same place. Lots of people had changed, especially young people, and the old got older.
Many of us can be attached to some of these things, like old properties, landmarks, structures in our workplaces, rooms, houses, routine, etc. When some of these things go missing, we feel melancholy, like something is missing. It's a feeling that's difficult to explain but its effect is pronounced and evident in our minds and even with our interactions.
My God, the flood of long forgotten memories as I stared at my classmate, the mind is so surreal. Who could know it all?
