Of all the wealth and assets we acquire in life, perhaps the most valuable are our memories. I read a proverb,

“why is it that when we think of those who made us cry, we rejoice with happiness, and when we think of those who made us laugh, we cry on not having them with us?”

Memories cannot be stolen or taken away by us, not even by the highest authority of the land. Memories can be replayed, relived, and rejoiced at any time, anywhere, and in any selected form.

Let us hold on to our memories, both sad and happy, and let us cherish them as one of our greatest assets of life. Let us not judge them, or think of what “should have been.” Let us just clean them like we clean the glass of an old photograph, polish them till they shine, and make them bright and clear, so that we can close our eyes and walk into them, away from the mundane life of today.

Do not run away from unpleasant memories, do not try to suppress them, and do not try to deny them. Make friends with them. The incidents may have been very unpleasant, but the memories can be very useful to shape a better life tomorrow.

And of course, the happy memories – they tide us over the stormy and gloomy days if we are willing to keep them alive. They can give us warmth on the most chilly and lonely nights. Nurture them, and keep them safe.