Almost chopping off my ‘pointy’ finger when I was 5 years
old instead of cutting sugar cane is still fresh in my mind.
I’m a big ‘boy’ now but memories of my ‘old’ friend Lim Boon Hock from my childhood days in Pandamaran Jaya are still visible in my
mind even though since then I have moved many times, to different places,
countries and met many different interesting people.
I’ve read once in the book “The Brain That Changes Itself” by Norman Doidge, that says experiences from around the age 4 till 8
years old forms our long term memory. Probably this is the reason why I feel
certain closeness to my memories from my childhood. Though it's been a long
time, since we’ve met and Lim Boon Hock
probably is a different person now, my thoughts towards him are still the same
as before.
The only reason that I’m thinking of Lim Boon Hock now is the great memories that I have about him. Memories
that is stored in my mind that triggers certain sense of happiness and
nostalgic feeling whenever being retrieved. The same reason of why I still
remember and always think of Dean and
Chantrelle. Our trip to Koh Chang, unforgettable motorcycle
trip, memories of Hanoi and great
times we had together engraved in my mind, which will be with me even with Alzheimer.
At last memories are the only ones that keeps us alive to
our last breath. When someone that we like or love is no longer around, the
only thing that remains are the wonderful memories together.
I’m not sure about you but I will definitely savor every
moment that I have left.
