The Storeroom

Psychology says that our memories change each time they are recalled. And the memories which aren't recalled are eventually forgotten.

Many of you will agree with me that storeroom doesn't just store your extra stuff, it stores nostalgia as well. A bundle of memories which have not just acquired dust in the storeroom but in our minds as well. Last weekend I spent most of my time cleaning my storeroom. I am the kind of person who has this weird habit of making random diary entries in any notebook which I catch hold of. If I have to write, I just write. So, while cleaning up the books section, I came across multiple such diary entries reading which I had multiple thoughts like, 'Oh God, this still bothers me', 'How naïve I was?', 'Ah! I have overcome this now', 'Nice, I never realized this was a letter to my future self'.

I even came across old pictures, diaries from school and college which were filled by n number of people during the last days. Almost everyone had mentioned that we'll stay in touch, some said we'll keep bugging you forever, and now I barely know their whereabouts. Reading them made me happy and sad at the same time. Some entries brought back joyful memories, and some memories I couldn't even recall. With reference to the above mentioned psychological fact, I thought that maybe I should clean my storeroom more often, so that if not the relation, at least I keep the memories alive.

No matter how tired I ended up cleaning the store, it was fun. The best part was when I shared those memories with those few people with whom I am still in touch, it was a joy for them as well. I am still not done re-reading those entries, there is a lot to remember :D.