#AsWeLeave

      

       The moment we realize that we are about to leave a place, things change. The way we look at that place, the way we feel the people around us, the way in which even the tiniest of things get trapped in our sights; its all different. Up until then everything was just part of life; part of the never ending process of living through another day. But the thought of leaving a place and knowing that it is almost the last time you get to experience it all, redefines a lot of things. Sometimes hues change from grey to colours and at other times the reverse!
       The million memories attached with a place now stare back at us. Even those that we dreaded back then feels comfortable now. Perhaps it is human nature to fall in love the moment before they part; be it with  people, be it with places. Perhaps it is most human of us to melt in a bit, just before we are rooted out. And more than often, this is a beautifully sad phase of life; to know that this is perhaps the last time.
      Maybe an year ago, this thought wouldn't have occured to me; the idea of letting go when it is time. I have always had plans of keeping things intact, promising myself some really silly eternities, and now as I look at it I realise that life doesn't work that way.We part ways, very often in fact. The people we hope to never lose are often lost half way through. The people we never wanna miss are the ones who are often left behind. May be that is how we grow; may be that is how we learn to see how uncertain the whole thing is.
      There is an old quote which says that endings, like the sunsets, are the most beautiful. Indeed they mark a time that is never to return, with utmost vibrancy. They remind us that everything shall come to an end; and yes, come to an end with a  beauty of its own kind. There are times when emotions well up inside us; for now, the heart feels deeply for all that has come our way, for all the beautiful people who came along and all the conversations that made us feel the most alive, still staying afresh in our memories. The very way we are built is like this; we keep playing the old tracks. Not because we don't change or embrace the newness that has come in, just that the soul sings to these old tunes. The feeling of home, no matter how distant they are is a beautiful thing; we know them well. In everything familiar, we see a part of us and that is how we form roots. It is never necessary that we stay back, but the connection that you feel towards a place, to the thousand sunsets you saw there; they stay with you for a long time. And sometimes this long time turns out to be a life time. And very often, this is best way of leaving a place when it is time, you never really leave; you just move. And in moving, you grow. 


17.02.2017