The short decade

Sometimes in life we have events that somehow refuse to be covered in the blanket of time

Events eventually get obliterated in time but some of them cling on like shreds to the thorns of our memories

And these shreds haunt us for days or sometimes flutter like flags in the wind years later

Many are just in passing but a few loiter in our mind unable to decide whether to trouble us or just invoke pleasant memories

Nearly ten years at this post had made me lose my sense of time and so when I received my transfer orders a few days ago they pumped the wind out of me

I did not expect any transfer after my intense try two years ago resulted in failure and had made me believe that no one wants to be posted here

And today I had this strange feeling of watching a few tiny strings fluttering at the back of my mind

They felt like bitter sweet memories of the good times and the not so good times but somehow couldn't decide whether they were indicative of being worthy of retention

The surreal feeling still persists now and makes me uneasy though I have resigned to my destiny soon after receipt of the order

Ten years is a long time but it doesn't seem as long

Ten years floated like the warm breeze of the summer evenings carrying delicate fragrance of events that refuse to be blanketed with time

A few such memories bring sad smiles while others tug strings of my heart, many feel like having snuggled in warm blankets on cold winter mornings

Ten years indeed is a long time but it somehow makes me believe that the calendar has cheated me by turning over each page too briskly

Friday is probably going to be my last day in Valpoi before I descend on the capital and start at my new posting

Those shreds are going to make frequent appearances while I dream lazily at my desk job  I am sure

Sigh!

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