Today I spent some time organizing my photo albums on Facebook. Two things struck me. First, I have managed to document my life pretty well since 2011. And second, I can’t seem to remember a damn thing I did before that.
Truth be told, I do have a vague recollection of some major events and incidents. But no pictures to remember them by. No notes to describe the incident. I remember I did a few road trips in my first car, a white Maruti Zen. But those memories have all but faded in my mind. Which makes me kinda sad, when I think about it.
I’m really glad I’ve actively posted on Facebook during these past seven years. It would be sad if after a few years I find myself struggling to remember all the nice as well as crazy stuff I’ve been doing, specially with motorcycles.
In the good old times, people kept diaries where they penned their thoughts. Now we have this wonderful thing called social media. Its the same thing. Except that you can choose to publish parts of it, or the whole thing, for everyone else to see. Frankly, I don’t care much about the “everyone else” part. I just want to be able to remember and relive parts of my life, not just in my old age, but even a few years down the line.