Flash Back
Last nite while I was packing my stuff, in preparation of my next modules, I took a walk down the memory lane.
Yes, at this young age, I reminiscing the past of would-be, could-be, might-be…..
Reading the cards and letters I had kept all those years, there was a bittersweet feelings. The promises broken, the fading friendships. One of the sentences struck me deeply.. It was "handle my heart with care’… and in the end, it was mine who was carelessly handled. Ouch!
Touching the gifts that are treasured and keep in mint conditions (I am an abusive person to my personal assets), not willingly to use them so that they will remain as the day I had received the items. Memories flooded back.
How often had i hoped to change history, but changing them is changing who I am today. Would I want to change the choices I had make, choosing another choices? Taking the easier way out?
I doubt I would really make the changes even if the chances are presented to me. By doing that, I would not be able to live my life to the fullest as what I am doing now..
Although memories are what I have, but at least the road taken was well trodden.
