Last night as I was taking my routine Facebook stroll I happened to overhear this conversation that took place in my feed. Someone in my friend list posted their school photo and others commented “those were the best days”, “if only we could relive those days”, etc.
Often when I hear this statement the question that pops into my mind is “was it though?”. Because when I look back, I clearly remember the good parts as well as the difficult parts of those school days. Of course, I enjoyed the giggles, the fun with my friends, and all those silly moments. But I also remember the exam stress, the strict teachers who didn’t show any mercy in beating up us poor souls, the relief after the exam days, and the mounting tension when it was time to receive the answer papers.
Do I want to relive those days? No. Because I get to experience these mixed emotions even today, in different packages. If I go back to those days and relive those moments I wouldn’t get to experience these new exciting moments and make new re-livable memories.
‘Those were the days’ is apt for a poem to stroll down the memory lane. But no, I don’t wish to go back in time and relive any moment — not even the pleasant ones.
Maybe, I am being too practical about all this memory stuff. Not an attribute for a poet I guess. Oh, the conundrum!
We tend to think that those were the best days because those days are behind us. We now know how to tackle the difficult part of those days. Because now we are older and wiser. Now we find it difficult to deal with the present moments and the challenge it presents.
But someday we are going to look back at these present moments too with so much fondness and say “those were the best days of my life”. Aren’t we?
I hope so!