Drowned deep into memory lanes:


Like a whirlwind, like a tempest, like a rain shower and at times like dew drops, there are memories haunting like a hurricane, like fire in a forest. They are tortuously twitching to the very core of heart. Any attempt to get rid of them bounces back and somewhere in the remote corner of my mind there creeps a feel of preserving every bit of them excruciating but satiating as they are, they are soothing too with a caressing touch. Listen O! melancholy, I don’t want to part with you. Let the thunders of storm springing up from the ocean of past memories give me a jolt after jolt till such time my physical faculties are reduced to a nullity, lost into eternity.

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5 thoughts on “Drowned deep into memory lanes:

  1. This is absolutely wonderful and touching. The memories are always in a different form every time and they way you denoted them they got their recognition.




  3. Respected Sir,
    This article has compelled every body to go in the memory . So far as I think that the memory has tears with pleasure. The memory has storm without fear. And memory gives jolt with caress because the result of the accident already we know. Sir, it is an heart touching article for every body .


  4. Your reaction on the topic forms a rich feedback and counts much for me. My thanks with affection.




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