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Remembering & Forgetting...

Amma & Nanna has very definite impression upon me that I forget every thing!!! It is a very normal dialogue from them that “ Pandu ki em gurthu undavu… Sekhar ayithee em marachipoodu…” (Means Pandu will forget every thing but Sekhar doesn’t) … The common complaints against me are
1) Will not switch off lights & Fans when ever I leave room.
2) Will not close doors properly while going out.
3) After bath towel, remains on bed for hours together
4) Will forget where I keep bike keys …… etc.
Though this seems not a big trouble, some times forgetting small things makes a lot … I have first hand experience of how badly it effects…

In flip… I certainly feel proud some times about what I memorize… I can still goto Telugu teacher’s house which I visited only once in 5th class… I can retain 90% of the phone numbers of my classmates … I can call a person by name with whom I had dinner only once, about a year ago! Can proudly say story of a movie which I watched 15 years back! Can recollect answers to all questions in
Kashmeera Darshanam from 6th class textbook. Can effortlessly deliver Vemana sathakam told by dad at bed time when I am 6. Can tell “seethamma vakita sirimalle chettu” poem from 1st class text book without missing a single word. Can tell the score of Vinod Kambli in 96 WC against Zimbabwe!!

It is quite surprising for me too… that how I remember and how I forget! I tired understanding this by applying the results of experiment of conditional reflexes done by Ivan Pavlov on Dogs (this is also from the Science text book of 7th class :D) But couldn’t conclude anything :P

May be if I find why it happens I might be in race for Nobel!!! At least if I know that I am not the only one to whom it happens like this then I’ll satisfy my ego.

1999-2001

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness,
It was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,
It was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness,
It was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair...

--- Intro paragraph of "TALE OF TWO CITIES" by Charles Dickens

I started reading "Tale of two cities" on this weekend, the moment I read these lines my memories flew
into past like "aazad panchi" ... 1999-2001!! though this period being less than 1/10 of my life so far, it is the time which decided what i am ... what i have to be ... for that matter what i will be.
It is the time which gave me wonder full friends ... told brilliant lessons of life ... told me what the world around me is ... molded me into a proper person ... At the same, it is the time which spoiled my dreams ... left scary sequence of sleepless nights ... made me to weep almost every alternate day... frightened me like 'brahma rakshasudu in Chandamama kadha'...
I don't know what I have to call this period in my life!! but really it is the time which i can never ever forget!! nice to remember 1999-2001 with the blog I am writing almost after 3 years!!

-- For the readers (if there are any), to avoid wasting their brains, it is the period when I wrote my 10th class exams in Jyothi vidyalayam and studied Intermediate (equivalent of 11th & 12th) at Krishnaveni till I joined B.tech.