In the evening, I texted a friend because I really needed to talk to them. I was confused. I was slightly overwhelmed. So, I needed to clear the air. That's not important though, what's important is that between the time of my sending the text and their reply, I had a short conversation with my mother.
She reminisced about how things were simpler when she was a kid. They were simpler times, obviously. She said how things were also simpler when we were kids. I guess everything looks simpler in hindsight. It is when we're going through all of it that the overwhelm feels overpowering. Life is funny that way. Memory blurs the bad parts and exaggerates the better, simpler parts.
The conversation I had when I met the friend didn't go as per plan. There wasn't a plan, to be honest. I like simple things. Still, it wasn't until a couple of hours after that conversation that I realised it went exactly as it should have gone.
After all of this, I looked back at the first year in Noida and remembered this beautiful sunset. Probably one of the very few Noida ever experienced during my stay there. This was way before most of college happened.
December 2015 had just happened. I was just a kid straight out of the valley. Most of what you know today wasn't there at all. Many of the, what I like to call, "defining moments" hadn't happened yet. Life was, as I knew it, simpler. At least, they seem like simpler times if my memory is to be trusted. I'm sure I was overwhelmed then as well.
I guess, memory is funny that way and I guess, life is simpler that way. Irrespective of how heavy the world feels at a given moment, even if it's a minute, in the end, we only remember the sunrises, the sunsets, the infinities, the clumsiness, the laughter and all of that mumbo-jumbo we can't measure.