Memento Mori

Sometimes you remember things. Long forgotten things. Things from your childhood. Things from the time when you had just started making memories. And you remember them and may be smile or frown at those memories. And may be you are the only person who still remembers those moments. There may be many people who were part of those events but it is unlikely that anyone else would still have a memory of that event. Does it make those events less real? Did they actually happen?

There are events that have left behind proofs that they happened. So we know that Titanic sank because of all the documented proofs. Newspapers, living testimonials, physical evidences, newsreels etc. And then there are things which can be inferred. So we infer that dinosaurs were wiped out by a meteor by the geological evidences. And then there are things which only exists in the memory of one person. Do you remember the time when the girl you had always liked sat next to you in the bus and talked about how bad her work is? Do you remember when you raced your father every morning when he dropped you to school and every time you won? Did it really happen? Or is it something that you just made up? Where is the proof?

Those events exists only in your memory and once you are gone, those events are gone too. They never happened.

Life, Death and Time
Life, Death and Time


He took a long drag. Whatever they say about smoking, there is no better distraction. It also gave him some time to think about his life and about the things that he had done. Did he regret what he had done? No. Will he do it again if given a chance? A thousand times. Why did he do it? Somebody had to give it a shot. Might as well be him. No that was not it.  It was not a task that the goddess of fate had chosen for him. It was something that he had decided to do. He chose to do it. Why? Because it was the right thing to do. Because he had to fight. He did it so that the future generations knew that there were people who tried to fight. Was it all worth it? Perhaps. Was condemning his family to perhaps a slow painful death worth doing the right thing? He had no answer to that question. Taking the last puff, he readied himself for what was to follow.