I sat in my room today and analysed. I analysed objects in my room that I have become so accustomed to. I analysed objects that I have grown oblivious over time to their existence when each of them had a meaningful history attached to it. I sat down and retraced the story of each object.
There was the artwork I created in school eight years ago where I can still see myself creating them.
Then there was my name tag I wore when I was still schooling in
The 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle sitting on my table top I created with my dear cousins when they were still in
A newspaper cutting that has been sitting on top of my bed for the past 10 years.
8 years old photo films yet to be developed.
A wooden plaque that was given by my mother in my first year in
The list goes on.
Try it. Sit down, analyse and retrace the memories.