With due to credit to Mr.Rudyard Kipling:
'I had six honest serving women;
they taught me all I knew,
Their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who.'
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Remembering the first.
Now, long after time has lost its patience, I discover that first loves cannot be forgotten. You only think you've let go, till reasoning blows up in your face like a cruel joke. The state- irony. The effort - futile. The feeling - forever.
Actually, I must rephrase - nothing can ever be truly forgotten, memory just is. However, it is an ecology of information and nothing more, so you can indeed change your perceptions on how you view that information. While the memory may remain, you need not necessarily perceive it as love any more. ;-)
I'm not sure about that. Your 'first love' is the first time you feel something like that right?
What if you feel the same way again, or stronger the second time around?
I'm just throwing stuff out here, not trying to trample on your tender memories.
I see it like the first time you eat a mutton puff. Sure the taste is incredible and it blows your mind but then along comes another mutton puff and this one's hotter, tastier and crispier. What do you do?
Metlin the wise. :) First loves do not go gently, but the cool thing is, one day you fall in love again, so hard that you realize the first time was just a dress rehearsal. I hope for you when that happens, it's the right person. :)
i'm the one who can't stop talking. i'm the one who almost kills people on the road, reading the fine print on billboards. i'm the one who created the 'bed hair' look. at the end of the day, i'm just me and i like it this way.
8 comments:
I hear ya
that is so true!!
Hmmmm nice observation lady...surprised u realised dis late..:-)
yes folks. at times it takes the longest while to realise something that's right under your nose. :)
Sorry - not only should can they be forgotten, I've learnt that it is often-times best that they are.
Actually, I must rephrase - nothing can ever be truly forgotten, memory just is. However, it is an ecology of information and nothing more, so you can indeed change your perceptions on how you view that information. While the memory may remain, you need not necessarily perceive it as love any more. ;-)
I'm not sure about that. Your 'first love' is the first time you feel something like that right?
What if you feel the same way again, or stronger the second time around?
I'm just throwing stuff out here, not trying to trample on your tender memories.
I see it like the first time you eat a mutton puff. Sure the taste is incredible and it blows your mind but then along comes another mutton puff and this one's hotter, tastier and crispier. What do you do?
What I'm sayin is I agree with metlin.
Metlin the wise. :) First loves do not go gently, but the cool thing is, one day you fall in love again, so hard that you realize the first time was just a dress rehearsal. I hope for you when that happens, it's the right person. :)
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