A mix of both

We got back in touch after decades – a bunch of cousins who had shared some delightful vacations.

It is a Whatsapp group, adorned by a pic of our grandparents. We named it “Sepia Tints to Ammonia Prints”, to symbolize a movement from past to future. It feels worthwhile to see achievements being shared, along with memories of our pranks. The unsavoury interactions are carefully concealed.

Yesterday, my cousin shared an old album.

“I’m scanning the pictures, but feel unsure of the things to be eliminated.”

Life is always a mix of good and bad. To make a choice remains difficult.

37 thoughts on “A mix of both

  1. A good story of reality, Reena. Sometimes you can also know too much. My mother made me her confident about some people we knew and those skeletons will be buried with me. I refuse to burden my children or anyone else with them. —- Suzanne

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    1. Those things are so sensitive at times, especially at an early age. I’d learnt in school, that my aunt had been widowed at 16, and then remarried. Every time I saw her, I’d visualize the scene of her first husband’s untimely death as described by my mother, and it was distressing.

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    1. Think of the huge amount spent on wedding/prenuptial/maternity photoshoots and videography. Teams are flown down from other cities or countries, to record the event. Do we ourselves see those after a couple of years?

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    1. Before quitting a job, I’ve deleted a lot of files – treasured knowledge inputs at one stage. I felt so stupid – why did I put in so much effort hoarding those? I still store a lot – on different subjects of course…

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  2. Very moving story. I’ve scanned most of our pictures, now. With no one to pass them down to, I often question why I even bother to keep them at all…. still, I just can’t bear to trash them, yet. It is a difficult decision.

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