Dipped in Blue

As the years go by,
you slip them
and the memories they
contain
between plastic sheets in your
album of souvenirs.
They gather dust,
and get shifted from
the most accessible spot –
right there,
to that place above the cupboard,
the one saved for things which are
not of immediate use –
out of reach.
And then one day
your surroundings get dipped in
a dreamy blue of nostalgia.
Sudden or with reason,
the nostalgia sinks into you,
engulfs you
and plays you like a
puppet,
taking your hand
and making it reach into the
foggy recesses of a corner which is
out of reach.
It plays you a tinted
vintage movie
starring those who told you to
‘keep in touch, okay?’ 
and those who do.

The albums keep
filling up,
but you still find yourself
flipping backwards,
the details missing
and the facts blurred,
but the comfort of the washed out
memories remaining warm and
unchanged.

Image from here.

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