#oldmemories

248 posts
  • miss__jyoti 1w

    शौक तो बहुत थे,
    उम्र के साथ सब भूल गए।

    ©miss__jyoti

  • khamosh_alfaazz 8w

    फ़िर इक रात ढली
    फ़िर सुबह हुई
    और
    तेरी यादों का सिलसिला यूँ ही चलता रहा....
    ©khamosh_alfaazz

  • 2_a_m_quotez_ 8w

    There's a story behind every person. There's a reason they're the way they are. They aren't just like that because they want to be. Something in the past created them, and sometimes it is impossible to fix.



    ©2_a_m_quotez_

  • 2_a_m_quotez_ 10w

    Anyone suck at letting go because deep down you hope it'll go back to how it was?


    ©2_a_m_quotez_

  • vijisophia 17w

    Old pretty pic

    Those sweet days with my friends
    That old tree, where we sat to chat
    I just had a nostalgia when I saw our old pretty pic

    We all 5 with our best outfit as it was our
    Memorable farewell, for which we waited for ages I guess
    Clicking selfies were nor existed during those days
    We had our old canon to click the best moments
    And happines to capture in our memories

    I still remember the tips which we gave to that waiter
    By collecting coins from all our pockets
    Witnessed the amazing friendship
    We had from ages, which still bloomes in our heart.
    ©vijisophia

  • himanshuchaturvedi 19w

    The Letter

    The pains, happiness, sorrow, memories, smiles and lots of other sensible and insensible things together
    Yes it's about letters
    All the letters sent or unsent have the lots of stories
    Nowadays in the time of mobiles and internet, maybe at the relevant time we didn't find them interesting or can connect with them
    But as the time passes.. page's color changes the ink become visible from both it's both the sides
    And on one fine day while doing some daily chores or cleaning the old stuff
    When we found the old inked piece of paper
    that brings lots of old memories, feelings and some tears of happiness
    Just like some old liquor... they gets more valuable
    And those mixed feelings in the heart
    You never felt before..when you read them again
    Each and every word will make more and more sense..makes person realise about how we mean to someone or how valuable the relationship was
    That piece of paper slows down your pace of life or I say race of life into the peace of life
    Some smiles, some tear drops on the cheeks
    and the soft melting heart will make you recall all the stories of the person
    And the best thing will be.. irrespective of the memories with them or about you..how good or bad you had.. you'll smile
    No..not because of the person or because of old you..but because of those words on that piece
    Yes.. now it's hard to get letter from someone
    But if you get one
    You'll experience lot's of mixed feelings after years.. when you was lost in the world, in you family, in new you
    You'll meet the old you or some old memories
    That brings smile of peace on the face
    And then.. you'll carefully put back the letter safely just to experience the same again

    Oh!! How just a piece of paper with those handwritten words and without emojis or stickers or gifs can seems so feelingful..?

    But that's the magic of time and the letter

    .
    ©himanshuchaturvedi

  • aryakapoor 22w

    Nostalgia

    Uss zaamane ki bhi kya baat thi nai?
    Papa khilate hum khaate,
    Befikar din aur Raat the nahi?

    Udti patango par hum khat likha karte the
    Kate toh uske chatt pe jaake
    Isi ka wait karte the
    Waise toh kaafi jigar tha humme
    Par pitne se thora sa, bass thora hi sa darte the....

    Accha batao yaad hai woh landline pe do ghanti,
    Jo tumhare call ka ishara the?
    Uss phone ko uthate waqt ghar walo ke liye na
    Mashah'allah hum, ek nazaara the.
    Olympics and listening skills issi ke toh den hai.
    Ghanti sune bass hum bhaage yahi humara aim hai.

    Arre, galiyo mein woh cycle chalana bhul gaye?
    Girte padhte ludakte huye yaaro ka Yaarana bhul gaye?
    Bhaisahab woh cycle nahi naujawan Aashiq ki mercedes thi..
    Tution class wali girlfriend ko ghumaane wali naayab chiz thi

    Chalo ab na, thoda sa school ke canteen ki baat karte hai
    Samose aur sandwich ke beech mein purani jeans aur guitar ki baat karte hai
    Arre arre, Pocket money bacha bachke valentine's day saare tumko yaad the?
    Ek card ek phool aur ek chocolate, yaaraa uss zamaane ke pyaar wale yeh saugad the...

    Aaj hum hitech ho gaye hai, online humara pyaar hai
    Gadgets, gems and jewellery isii pe jaan nisaar hai..
    Reality se durr bhaage jo woh virtual reality mein rehte hai...
    Maa baap, bhai behen yaaro ko ab hum video calls par 'hi" kehte hai...

    Waqt ko daulat se tolne wale hum, ab pyaar ki daulat bhul gaye,
    Bangla, gaari, paisa aur shohrat, iss beech saare usool gaye...

    Mudke ab hum jab bhi apne "papa ke hotel" ko dekhte hai
    "Haye woh bhi kya din the" issi baat pe halke aansuo se ab hum aankhein senkhte hai.
    ©aryakapoor

  • beingarshiyan 23w

    The Wind, The Sunset and The Memories

    I sat on the beach,
    With water of the sea touching my feet.
    There are no cute girls,
    There are just winds, a sunset and a small family.

    The joy in the boy's eye,
    The man is probably in his 40s, had his hairs dye.
    I see, Boy asking for ice-cream and the women for a cup of chai.
    The family sits not so far from me,
    I don't know why but the family brings back the old memories.

    How mom used to wake me up for school, help me with my tie.
    How she asked me to hold Dad tight, so I don't slip from the bike.

    How I got the first bite from that Homemade Chocolate Cake,
    How Dad showed me around on his shoulders,
    Just for my happiness sake.

    It's strange that we come to know the importance of something when it is not with us,
    The realisation of the lost gift, feels like God punishing us.
    Putting a pressure on us, to remember what is truly important,
    Love, family and friends among us.

    Sir Irrfan said "In the end the whole life becomes an act of letting go."
    Whatever you reap is what you have sown.
    I guess that's what I need to do,
    Let go of the past so I can be ready for tomorrow.

    While I was deep thinking, I hear a familiar voice from behind me,
    My boy runs, coming towards me, crying "I am tired now. Can we go home? I am hungry."
    My girl lends out a hand to me.
    I turn around, take a deep breath, fill my eyes with the beauty,
    The wind, the sunset, the memories.
    I can feel it,
    Mom and Dad never left me.
    No matter wherever, they are,
    I am a part of them,
    And they both are with me.
    ©arshiyanrahman
    ©beingarshiyan

  • vy_thoughts 23w

    नया घर नहीं
    नया दिल नहीं
    रहने के लिए पुराना संदूक सा कोना चाहता हूं,

    की मुद्दतो के बाद मिला हूं मैं खुद को
    अब नहीं खुदको खोना चाहता हूं,

    मैं चाहता हूं
    की
    मैं खुद से लिपट कर रोना चाहता हूं,

    थक गई है जग जग कर ये आंखे
    उम्मीदों के फेर में-२

    मैं बस अब अघोस में सोना चाहता हूं...!
    By-VY "RaMa"
    ©vy_thoughts

  • sweedle 24w

    Your letters bundle up in every nook and corner of this attic. They smell like frozen lilacs and melancholy each time I open the door to this forgotten place. People say time makes it easier to move on but I've saved every second of you in this entrapment, one flip of a page and you're alive again in front of me. I never had to let you go, you stayed right where you belonged.

    © Sweedle

  • supratimd 31w

    My life in furor

    Living life determined:
    My ever distracted mind,
    Often took off
    And in those flights,
    I saw sights
    Oh so varied and full of charm:
    Yet sitting in that classroom so somber,
    I saw my life in furor.



    ©supratimd

  • hybrid_ammai 34w

    Nothing is new in this world. The “old” just comes disguised in the name of “new”.

    ©hybrid_ammai

  • ani_1988 36w

    A Journey Through the Night

    Traveling through the night,
    With the beautiful moon in sight,
    Bold and bright, shinning on your right,
    Guiding you through with its light,
    Is definitely a sheer delight.

    Climbing up the winding road,
    Crawling like a slow toad,
    Treading along the ranges freshly snowed,
    Was mesmerizing as they enchantingly glowed.

    Listening to the slow hum of an old tune,
    As you bath slowly in the beauty of the moon,
    Remembering your crush from last June,
    Who stole your heart and held you down in a swoon -

    Was it a bane or a boon?

    You wonder -

    As you watch the leaves change color,
    While tears make your vision blur,
    Since you have come so far,
    You are left with nothing but a deep scar.

    Traveling makes us introspect,
    Teaching us to expect,
    Discarding our self-respect,
    And, ruining our future prospect.

    Take it as an experience to remember,
    Beautiful memories of last December,
    But they can never be your friend or a family member,
    Because he is just your past ember.

    So...

    Travel to enjoy the beauty of Nature,
    Experiences that you would want to capture,
    With focus only on your future,
    And, learn to deal with your past as you mature.

    And,

    Lose yourself only in Her essence,
    And, enjoy Her fresh fragrance,
    Capture Her enticing elegance,
    Since your past has lost its relevance.
    ©ani_1988
    ©ani_1988

  • ani_1988 36w

    A Journey Through the Night

    Traveling through the night,
    With the beautiful moon in sight,
    Bold and bright, shinning on your right,
    Guiding you through with its light,
    Is definitely a sheer delight.

    Climbing up the winding road,
    Crawling like a slow toad,
    Treading along the ranges freshly snowed,
    Was mesmerizing as they enchantingly glowed.

    Listening to the slow hum of an old tune,
    As you bath slowly in the beauty of the moon,
    Remembering your crush from last June,
    Who stole your heart and held you down in a swoon -

    Was it a bane or a boon?

    You wonder -

    As you watch the leaves change color,
    While tears make your vision blur,
    Since you have come so far,
    You are left with nothing but a deep scar.

    Traveling makes us introspect,
    Teaching us to expect,
    Discarding our self-respect,
    And, ruining our future prospect.

    Take it as an experience to remember,
    Beautiful memories of last December,
    But they can never be your friend or a family member,
    Because he is just your past ember.

    So...

    Travel to enjoy the beauty of Nature,
    Experiences that you would want to capture,
    With focus only on your future,
    And, learn to deal with your past as you mature.

    And,

    Lose yourself only in Her essence,
    And, enjoy Her fresh fragrance,
    Capture Her enticing elegance,
    Since your past has lost its relevance.
    ©ani_1988

  • whatadrag 40w

    2006

    Listening bhajan before going School
    ©wakandu

  • sympathy 40w

    Memories of 2020

    As every new year, everyone had new dreams and wishes. But within a minute everything changed. However, we do not need supernatural powers or a ghostly escort to travel in time .The ability to remember our past and imagine our future is a human gift by God .Whereas the year 2020 began like any other year in the calendar of Civilization, it spiraled into becoming the worst in human history. The covid-19 pandemic created Havoc right from the everyday living of people to killing lakes of people world wide, reducing the world economy, resulting in job losses and hampering several sectors across globe. For me, the year began with negative plus positive effects. In this year there was many difficulties but through them we all survived and got many wonderful moments of life with our beloved ones . There was new technologies discoveries which changed everything. 2020 leads everyone's life into a new path or into a new phase of life and taught a lesson from life. There is many things to say but everything will be stored in a mind to remember in our future. Memories of 2020 in everyone's life will never fade away.
    ©emeemareji

  • piyushranjansaha 41w

    Raat

    Iye raat naa jaane kyun mujhe tanha kardeti hai,
    Koi purani yadein liye yun inn kore naino mai sama jati hai,
    Naa jane kesi hai iye zindagi ki arjoo,
    kuch paal yun sapne dikha karr hazaron rangon ka khuwab chura leti hai....

    ©Piyush Ranjan Saha

  • sachinwrites 42w

    Something about our childhood. Our childhood memories..��
    #childhood #memories #oldmemories

    Read More

    आठवणींच्या दुनियेत रमावेसे वाटते,
    रम्य त्या बालपणात पुन्हा जगावेसे वाटते..!!
     
    नव्हतीच कोणती धांदल, नव्हतीच कोणती गडबड,
    रागामध्ये चिडीचूप आणि खुशीत नुसती बडबड..!!
    हौस पूर्ण करण्यासाठी तसं हिरमुसणं पुरेसं होतं
    लंगडी, पकडापकडी यात पूर्ण मैदान आपलंच होतं ..!!
    आता तर घरापुढील अंगणास पण एकटे एकटे वाटते,
    रम्य त्या बालपणात पुन्हा जगावेसे वाटते..!!
     
    आई-बाबांच्या रागावर आजी-आजोबांचा इलाज होता,
    उन्हाळ्याच्या सुट्टीत गावी जायचा नेहेमीचाच बेत होता,
    पावसाच्या पाण्यात आम्ही मुक्तपणे होड्या चालवायचो,
    कागदी का असेना पण स्वतःची विमाने उंच उंच उडवायचो ..!!
    आता आमराई सुद्धा आंब्यासाठी होणाऱ्या चुरशीची वाट बघते,
    खरंच रम्य त्या बालपणात पुन्हा जगावेसे वाटते..!!
     
    हळू हळू आम्ही मोठे झालो, दुनियादारी पण कळू लागली,
    पण काळाच्या ओघात जुनी आठवण कुठे तरी हरवू लागली..!
    तेव्हा वाटे आम्हीही कमवावे, पण त्यावेळीच आपण खरे श्रीमंत होतो,
    'थोड्या वेळासाठी तरी मागे जात येईल का?', हाच विचार मनी येतो!
    आज मागे पाहताना कुठे तरी या गोष्टींचे अप्रूप वाटते,
    म्हणूनच कुठेतरी रम्य त्या बालपणात पुन्हा जगावेसे वाटते..!!



    ©sachinwrites

  • yateesh_pant 42w

    Khayaal

    Aaj phir hawaon se ulajhne ko jee chahta hai..
    Baarishon mein bheeg kar sulagne ko jee chahta hai..
    Hasratein tamam hain dafn seene mein..
    Puraane zakhm aaj jaane kyu kuredne ko jee chahta hai..
    ©yateesh_pant
    ©yateesh_pant

  • dev_ydv 46w

    You arrived in my life
    Like a ray of hope from the sky in the darkness.....
    When my heart begin to cry
    You hold my pain so that i can smile
    I remember how your one smile
    Can slay a thousands of negative vibes
    Now I'm haunted by this fear of losing you......
    Please... Be mine as you are the only hope divine....

    ©dev_ydv