of looking back

The sun turns yellow from orange as the world wakes up to a brand new morning. life opens its eyes to fresh day, as the birds realize its not the same 24hours. It seems as if everything in the universe has this realization at exactly the same instant, a realization that a Today has become a Yesterday and a new Tomorrow is knocking at the door. But not everyone appreciates this extra sensory perception, not everyone grabs it, people have different attitudes, different reactions and different ways to handle the present.
Amongst all these people, some are particularly clingy, they are not letting go of their yesterdays, and yesteryears. They cannot, for some reason let go of memories, sweet or bitter they might be. The new dawn signifies for them only the start of another 24 hours, to be spent in the memory of a past, in the memory of memories. How many of us do not realize the importance of moving on in life. Of sleeping over things that trouble us. Of letting go of friends, family, love and everything that doesn’t want to hold on to you. Certainly, so many of us claim to be able to get over stuff pretty easily, but one fleeting glance at something from the past and your lost in nostalgia once again. No matter how many things change around us, the heart refuses to budge, it refuses to wipe of each and every sign of the past. I think I’ve been wrong in my assumption. Almost every one of us has this trait and its not special to some people only. Therefore, is there a chance that this is a design characteristic in all humans?? But then why would some people act like nothing affects them, like they remember r miss nothing at all??? Is it possible that they really have succeeded in achieving what we call perfect control over their own hearts?? Maybe yes, because I have seen people who’ve slept over things so easily that it shocked me, who chose to ignore such elemental stuff that in the end, I was made to think that this is really possible, rather, even easy for some.
I’m not passing any judgments on anyone, and I’m not saying which of the options is better, every man’s heart is for himself, so is every man’s mind. People can choose to let go of their memories entirely, to move on, but it comes at a cost. The sacrifice has to be made. The cost is a part of your own self. No matter how resolute and ambitious one is, we are bound to leave a part of us in our memories. We leave ourselves behind, not just our footsteps or images, but parts of our own selves. Life goes on from there, people say “and there was no looking back”, but there’s no such thing as that. Everyone looks back, its like an instinctive action. But not all of us want to recognize what we’re seeing when we look back. Some, just choose to ignore or act ignorant, these people, have made the sacrifice.