Gone Are Days…

It's so sad that the early hours we used this morning are gone forever; they will never surface again. If another early hour of the day should surface, then it will be another day called tomorrow. Today will end, and yesterday will be gone. That's how the cycle of life continues.

Only if we could turn back the hands of time, then I am sure a lot of people will actually get to take a snippet into their past lives, maybe correct some mistakes, and then a lot of people will surely switch and get back there. But it’s funny that we can't change what has happened, no matter how much we cry.

I remember those days when i was still a child with zero worries, when I was fed three square meals a day, though it might vary from what other kids get treated with, but we were so satisfied with it. The days when all I could think of was to play, eat and sleep, watch cartoons at leisure, smile alongside my siblings, and have fun.

Everything, the lifestyle, the joy, the fun, has all become memories of the past. I remember the day Dad bought me a chocolate cake on my birthday to celebrate at school. I think I was 5 years old then. I was so happy.

There are times when we celebrate our little achievements, like how I could sip from a chilled bottle of soft drinks with a straw and feel on top of the world. It's all gone! If I am to take any chilled drinks now, I am taking them to cool my head from stress and anxiety.

If I could bring back one thing to life, I would surely bring back good memories. Only if I had the opportunity to portal into the past and feel the same way I was then, it would have been much more fun. But it's all gone.

Even yesterday I enjoyed so much is gone, all of the fun that happened, the visitations, the thoughts, moments shared, they are all gone. Just the way we can revisit a movie we have just watched, rewatching the nice scenes, then I think such should happen for real.

There was a movie I watched with my siblings almost 15 years ago. We went to spend our holiday with one of our maternal uncles. He played a movie and it got stuck in our memories, all of the songs, the scenes, the casts, and storylines remain in our heads.

Last month, that same actor who produced the movie released a short reel advertising that he would rebirth the movie again with the same title. Just imagine I could bring back those times I was with my siblings watching the movie alongside our uncle, who is deceased now. How much fun will it bring into our lives?

If I should think of rewatching it now, then I am watching it all by myself or with other different people and creating another memory again.

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This is my response to the HIVE LEARNERS weekly prompt in the hive-learners community for the Week 165 Edition 3, and the topic to be discussed is BACK TO LIFE

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