Memories

Art to me is portraying things, as they should be rather than as they are. It is about hope, vision, dreams, future and everything that involves looking ahead than looking back. I dislike or rather avoid reminiscing. Memories are valuable only if they get you through your present or prepare you for your future; otherwise they serve no purpose but make desperate attempts to entice you to live through them for the rest of your life. That is no living.


My memories succeeded doing just that; they did manage to get the better of me for sometime. Not anymore.