A book of experiences and thoughts that may come to any teenagers mind.Different colours of this world. Darkest to the lightest, they all make a difference. Some deep stuff.
Today, one of my friends spoke to me in frustration and ranted but in that process she made a very very valid point. In this busy life, that we are leading, we don't have time for ourselves or for our loved ones.
My friend told me that she was feeling very alone and she just wanted to go out and have fun. We are teens, busy with college and other stuff and on any other day if anyone made such a remark they would be laughed at or made fun of. They would be asked if they were small kids to go out and play.
She asked me if I remember those days we went out and cycled all day long or played cricket or any of those games we played when we were young. She asked me if I had memory of them. She told me that everyone had changed drastically and that no one had time. She asked me- "Have we stopped making memories?"
That hit me. Have we stopped making memories after all?
We recall our childhood with a lot of joy and nostalgia and speak about all the foolish and childish things we did. We speak about how we played hide and seek and laughed our lungs out while running around. We call them our "childhood memories"
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We don't meet up with friends or talk or laugh our lungs out these days. The most frequently heard phrase these days is "No I can't. I am busy. Maybe later?" The later never comes. We never meet, never talk, we even forget to tell people we love them.
Conversations have become more mechanical. We talk in the form of chats on WhatsApp and and laugh in the form is "LOLS" online. We have stopped making memories.
Memories of joy and laughter have become mechanical. We stopped talking face to face about feelings. If we did it face to face, we would have memories of when a person confided in you with his deepest secrets and you saw the real image of that person. We miss out on having memories of satisfaction of listening or helping a person out.
We stopped addressing love in person. The beautiful three worded sentence "I love you" became three letters "ily." We are losing out on making memories of addressing love and looking at those love filled eyes of the other person. We can't feel the warmth of hugs anymore because "virtual hugs" has become a thing. Hugs~ hugs that can heal and make your day better and forgotten.
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