Yesterday , I Got An Opportunity To Ride On A Tiger – Spirituality Information
My grandmother used to tell me great stories. She passed away 21 years back. Yesterday I wanted to converse with her. I wanted to thank her for all those funny and inspirational stories. I wanted to listen to her again…..
Flash back to Year 1978.. I was six years old then… I tried to remember the colour of my shirt, the place where i kept my cricket bat(a sport i used to love),the balcony where my grandmother used to wrap me in her loving hands and tell me all those wonderful stories…. I could faintly remember those cherished moments….. My memory had probably let me down…
Over the years i met many people. Some of them have died and many still alive…. I meet many more people everyday and interact with them… I call these Experiences of my life… I am thirty four years old. I remember some of my experiences and some i do not. Which of these experiences are real? The ones i can recall or those ones i cannot for i know for certain that they too existed…
Memories are deceptive. Memories cheat you. Memories lie to you....