Just as most other people, my friends on QQ were divided into several groups, one of which was named “Memory”, for no particular reasons. What do you mean by term of “memory”—Piggy asked me, this afternoon. Good question!
What is memory? Scientists tell us that memory is just a kind of mark someone or something has once made on our brains. So, how should we call it with another term? Is it a reoccurrence or just an illusion?
Well, memory is really a mystical and subtle thing. On one hand, we oftentimes tend to believe that those who had been part of our life will always exist in our memory and furthermore, affect even determine our current lives or decisions. It might be a period of happy life, a successful and impressing experience or something like that, whatever, we are just inclined to immerge ourselves to them, not willing to face the reality that we had already missed or lost that. On the other hand, there are much more memories to which we pay too little attention. At different stages of lives, we met, made acquaintance of different people; we may live together for some reasons, know each other and finally, separate even forget each other. They fade away stealthily, before we realized. The vivid faces, the impressive conversations, the remarkable experiences were, day by day, omitted and erased from our mind, even if you seldom concede that. Hiding in the corner of our mind, these memories are covered with the boring routines and chores, which seem to be always endless.
It is paradoxical that, while we have never stopped forgetting others, we seem to be upset even irritated when we are forgot by others. Even for those who were deeply hurt by their lovers; they swear to God they will forget the wrongdoers but, still they are reluctant to be forgot by the so-called “wrongdoers”. Comparing to being abandoned, being forgot must be more traumatic for them, maybe for everyone. You see that? When we talk about the term of “memory”, we become into a dilemma.
The word is composited by kinds of things. What’s unfair is, they are artificially classified into events and trifles. People always said, when you care about it, it is important. Perhaps big explosions happened around, but you don’t care, you don’t care a little, so it is not a big deal for you. The same is true when it comes to people living on the earth. Being insignificant to the whole word, for someone you are right the whole word, just because he/she cares about you.
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