Life and memories

May 21, 2015

This post is not about life, nor memories. It's about a peculiar thought that once came to my weird mind.

I accidentally clicked on year-2012 in the left sidebar in my Facebook profile, and it scrolled down to that year. I started seeing the posts and pictures I'd made in that year, the comments on those posts, and on the left, people with whom I was friends in that year. Memories and emotions flooded my mind like a tsunami as if I had switched my life to that year for a moment. Then it was inevitable. I started comparing version of myself in that year with the present-me. The people I was surrounded by then, things I had done up till that point in time and the things I have done from that point on till now.

There are few things, I am not proud of and can't even share with anyone -- and which makes me think -- what if life was like a Git repository, what if you could switch to some point back in time, fix things and get back to present in a snap with those things fixed. Remove people with whom you wish you hadn't met, and/or all the things you did with them, along with all the memories associated, so that, that portion of your brain could be free and not all the time consumed by the thoughts of it.

Ah, no. I am just kidding.
Who wants to change the past? I don't.
We are what we are.

The mistakes we did in the past makes us what we are today, whoever we are, whatever we are. What's more important is -- making sure we learn from our mistakes and not let it happen again. In some cases it will. Some things are just hard to learn, or some habits are just hard to quit. The key to success is to keep trying, and not giving up.

Anyway, I just wanted to write about this queer thought that came to my mind -- life as a git repository (or a File System with snapshots maybe?) and being able to make changes to the pieces of it. I am not going to erase it and make changes. One of the goals of this blog is to keep a record of as many things as possible so, years after when I feel like looking back at the things, I'd have something better to look at. Text is more powerful than any other media. And by text, I mean writing.

I grew up in a small house like this, but it had more, way more trees around. And a mountain.
“The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again.” - Robert Jordan


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