Wednesday 22 January 2014

First Love

As descriptive as the title of the song.
Going through the SMSes I was looking for the things that connected C and G. But somehow K seems to pop into the picture... the backdrop for the whole setting. Undeniably, it was what everything was built on to begin with. Sad and cruel. But I'm glad we've all moved on out of that nightmare. Forgiven and forgiving.

Those two and a half years washed and fizzled and ebbing away from the faint linings of the fuller life. Heck even the beginning years of us are tapered. So in a way it's good that we have milestones, so that we don't lose bits and pieces in the unchanging days that blend into one. Maybe that's what I mean when I say that every period as a different flavor. Maybe I was just grouping them according to some big event subconsciously. Isn't that how we differentiate amongst our memories? Dunno, I think I heard about that somewhere lately... from someone.

Listening to Hikki, it brings so many different memories, the very old, the old, and the more recent but not too recent. Different phases of my life over the last decade or so. Few artists do that I guess. Hehe... now I'm starting to feel really really old. I guess I'm just getting prepped for the trip. Which dusty corners to visit :)

Is it right to call people stepping stones? Not in a bad way... but just how they help you to getting to where you are now. Without knowing the wrong and the bad flavors, you'll not experience and learn what you truly want. So in the same way we're a stepping stone too for them. Helping each other in turning each other into the direction we should be going. With or without regrets... I should learn to drop things... baggage... whatever... feel light and move on.



And the concert :)

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