Memories!

MEMORIES!

Memories are such good cushions to relax on!

Every present well spent,  is a basis for sweet ones!

People dream and make big

 I,  for one dig  my  memories .

Good or bad I indulge in them and why not?

I’m flooded with childhood memories, teenage memories ,

 youth memories, middle age memories: ludicrous, happy, melancholic.

So many summers have gone by,

So many latent memories in me,

Spring roots as soon as a person

Just opens up a conversation

 My mind’s screen springs alive with connected memories.

I must say I have a way with them.

I latch on with them

Much to the chagrin of the unsuspecting person.

He could be talking about an accident,an earthquake,floods,

Cuisine,Eateries, soirees,fashion shows,movies,music concerts, plays, theatre,

Or games in the Stadia

You name it

And I have it.

Views on politics, religion, health, any anecdote or emotions

Mummy’s love ,Daddy’s pride, sibling stories, friends and foes,

Spouse, kids, in-laws and relatives

You name it

I have it!

Travelogue ?   well  the other day

Someone returned from the Alps,

Enthusiastically describing to us the  snow covered peaks

Guess? Yes! I latched on and my memories came cascading out

My walk on the great Athabasca Glacier in the Canadian Rockies  ,

The snow coach, the skywalk , the jasper snow field,

Banff  Rocky Mountain Resort where we stayed for a week

Dousing him,  drowning him with every detailed account.

Not meaning to, but stealing his thunder!

Many a times

I do meet my match

Who loves to latch

Onto my present with his memories.

Good Grief!

Is all that I can think

I shut my mouth

And close my mind.

Roll my eyes heavenwards!

Willing him Stop!

Making a silent promise

In future will be more careful

of latching onto memories!

Such memories certainly are short lived,

with me!