you are now where my childhood memories are.so many years have passed since i've been there. today you are among my memories, clicking instants to make me relive the moments...but will i find my memories among these instants??
we spent almost every alternate evening watching the sun set into the water at the beach.it was always you, who took the initiative to drive me/us to the beach.i dont remember how many castles i had built in the sand and how many times you saw me riding a horse.i just remember how we used to spend time there - how we walked along the sand when we had just each others' company, how we sat together and played with the sand and how you walked in the water till you were almost invisible to us.you fought all the waves while you fought all your emotions, to get to that point.everytime a wave charged you, she screamed out of fear, but you conquered them all as you conquered your feelings and let the salty water below your neck replace the water above.i felt it all and i still do.i wish i could do something so that you never needed that water.i'm sure that if you read this today,you'll be pleasantly surprised as its been over a decade now.even though you were never questioned, those small eyes saw all they could and thought it best not to convey them to you.
you keep collecting all snapshots of my lovely past as if they were yours.how happy you are to hear a familiar name - you can live more of my days when you hear one.why do you try and find them there?why do you try and find me there?what makes you happy when you visit such a place?
so many things are there,that we might want to share,but the distance and malfunctioning electronic gadgets make it a little impossible.
why do i lay stress on the memories of that place when i've spent a little, but quality time with you here also?how we climbed up the stairs to reach the terrace where i saw your heart.i guess that's the reason why i still love staying there.may be i dont recollect these days as intensely as those days because we hardly ever got to spend time together again...but perhaps beause of this i got two wonderful gifts.i'll cherish them... always.
- from rinky's diary
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