Moving On

Some time ago , my cousin sent me books by Nicholas Sparks. I liked them , In one of his books, True Believer, I came across these lines,

“ It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, then you realize that people you have known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on. It is perfectly normal.”

These lines took me down memory lane to those fun days of annual vacation during childhood. We did not think about school, it was as if school was in a different planet. We just enjoyed ourselves for two whole months with our cousins and aunts and uncles and other relatives. Life was so different in a small place as compared to that in the big cities we were living in.We used to go and stay with relatives and enjoyed that experience too. And when the days flew by and the moment of our departure came nearer there was the feeling of sadness about having to wait for one whole year. But, that was life.

Those days laid the foundation for strong, affectionate, loving relationships to last a life time or so we believed. Many a times that does not really happen. We change, others change, circumstances change and life changes. We move away from each other. There is nothing to hold us together. Our ways of thinking become so very different that even those precious moments of childhood, those loving memories are not strong enough to bridge the gap. Again, that is life, it happens to everyone. Those precious memories are ours, nothing can change them, but we move on.

Moving on

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