I always love how Charles Dickens opened his novel of A Tale of Two Cities with these lines:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way…
Our journey offers too many beginnings and endings, obstacles and aids, struggles and thrives, defeats and celebrations. And if we look towards our inner self, we juggle between love and hate, happiness and sorrow, faith and worry, hope and despair among other mixture of emotions.
All those are choices only between black or white, or a mixture of the two, and play around the level of blackness or whiteness. I recently took a Color personality test and it was lovely to know to have my personality matched with color White, a color that compliment every personality. I couldn’t agree more to its interpretation. I’ll share the result on another post.
What if we are given an array of colors, and we have to choose only two? And for the many places we have been to, and of many years we live here on earth, we only have to choose only two places? Which would these be?
This place is always a memory of my childhood. On that rugged street I ran and played together with neighboring children. On those trees we climbed, we picked fruits for snacks, we cut-off branches to build our playhouse, we gathered leaves for the flooring and woods for cooking. Behind the big trunks we hid.
I left this place at a very young age to live with my Aunt’s to get better education. It’s a town much developed than ours, and much advanced with regards to learning. In my child’s mind, my parents decided it for my own benefits.
Since then, I become a foreigner on my own village. My parents, with three of my siblings with their own families, reside in that small village, thriving and developing to be competitive in a progressing community in a mountainous region.
Now here I am, in a business and cultural hub city where skyscrapers and high-rise buildings are towering. This city is also home to other ambitious development projects including man-made islands, hotels, and some of the largest shopping malls in the region and the world. This has become my home for almost two years now.“Two faces of memories, two places I call home.”