Memories Over Regrets✨
Sometimes, what our heart desires might not be accepted by our brain. There is always a clash between our desires and our duties.
I have made many such decisions where my mind and heart ended up in a tug-of-war. If my heart wins, I am happy for a while. If my mind emerges victorious, I may not feel immediate joy, but I am at peace in the future. Both wish for my well-being, yet I treat one of them as the villain depending on the situation. And somehow, I always end up cursing my brain for being right — always.
I once came across such a situation where my serotonin still hits its peak just by brushing against those memories, even today. They haven’t faded; they are simply shielded by maturity and responsibility.
Sometimes, being mature sucks. It snatches away the little joys.
At times, I wish to be that innocent child again — clueless about what tomorrow holds, carefree, focused only on scoring good marks so I could enjoy all kinds of extracurricular activities. Those days taught me how life could be fun without the stress of future goals and constant evolution. It was pure, genuine, and organic.
But now, it isn’t the same anymore. I am not a child, and I cannot act immature or irresponsible. I have to make my own decisions and take a strong stand, even in the worst consequences. And that scares me a little.
These responsibilities have tied my hands, leaving me with no freedom to choose what my heart wants. My brain takes the lead. It is said that we shouldn’t make decisions purely based on emotions. It may feel harsh in the moment, but taking time to think can make it right for the future. I am happy that at least one of my organs reacts logically rather than emotionally.
Yet again, my heart questions me.
Many of us make decisions, feel happy in the moment, and regret them later. Why? Were we not truly happy in that moment? Are we not allowed to live the life we want? Are we not allowed to be happy in our own way? Weren’t the memories beautiful?
Sometimes, I feel like my heart would jump out and punch me for overthinking! And still, I don’t have a clear answer.
No matter how valid my heart’s arguments feel, I often stand with my brain. Because later, I don’t want to regret the memories made — they are precious, priceless. Life cannot always be lived under the constant watch of logic.
And so, here I am again — confused, yet concluding that I will follow my heart, not just my brain. I want the memories to stay with me, even if the person or the situation doesn’t. And I am certain I will not regret them. As I said earlier, they are precious and priceless. They cannot be bought with currency. They are organic, pure moments when we truly feel alive and happy about the decisions we make.
That’s life.
We cannot plan every move. It’s not a game or a business strategy.
It happens.
So live the moment now — and relive the memories later.
❤️

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