Nostalgia may be painful. Nevertheless, it is quite
agonising when you realise that many of your memories are slowly, silently
fading out. When you try to recollect various time-periods of your life, your
are confronted with some faces floating around and some scenes blinking in and
out of sight. You focus your attention on some of these scenes only to realise
that they depict some random incidents that have occurred on some arbitrary
occasions and are quite inconsequential. You have no justification as to why
your memory chose to register these sequences so strongly while overlooking the
actual major events. You might consciously force your memory to gather those
moments that you feel are important and should be treasured. It will cough out
a few flickering images and you have to carry out extensive extrapolation to
make them coherent. But you begin to wonder how much of it is a genuine part of
the memory and how much of it has been cobbled up just now using your
imagination on how it should or could have been.
And then, you sigh and give up .... after all, soon you wont
even remember that you were trying to hold onto those fading memories
