How Much Do I Remember?

Karaoke, lit fireplaces, burgers, music, movies, performing on a stage, books, candles ... even better diyas, smell of crackers, the way wet grass feels under my feet.

Cycling, walking, the tinkles of a wind chime, the sound of bangles, the first rain, wet mud, romance, first flower in spring, extra large burger with extra mayonnaise extra sauce, extra everything.

Fried chicken, corn, a glass of cold water on a hot hot afternoon, riding thru' my city on my bike, beaches, dancing all night, the way an old book smells, a genuine compliment, first salary, holding something you wanted for sooo long, roaming around with my best chidlhood friends.Being me.

There is a dialog in an Indian movie, "How many days do you remember in the 30 years that you have lived?Days like your first job, your first suit, your first salary, the first time you touched, the first time you kissed, the first time your heart skipped a beat.......20? 30? Where have the rest of the days gone? "

I tried to match up the special days of my life to the number, I couldn't, where have the rest of my days gone?Have I not done much worth remembering, worth savoring? worth writing?So I tried to match up with my favorite things, but alas, they don’t match up too.

I must have missed something; I must have missed a lot.

So I have an unwritten rule for myself from today. I am going to note down all the beautiful things I have seen, or all the moments that have made me smile, made me feel humbled. I want to match up, and make sure that after 10 years I don’t ask myself "where have all these years gone?"

How Much Do I Remember?