Memories of the past

People. I can't stop thinking about how different people can be. There's black, yellow, and white and maybe even brown. There's rich there's poor and there's average. There's people born with talent and there's not and there's those which their only talent is hard working. There's tall , short and of course again average. Maybe i should just stop right here to avoid boring you.

My point is, why are all these people spending so much precious time to differentiate each other. Why would we not say we're all just humans? After a gazillion years of evolution ; and this is what we get? A few hundreds of years to come, we might even have different types of ........ ..... we already differentiated every single thing we own. Different types of plants, different type of mangoes, different type of chinese, different type of human psychology even!

And different people with different past as well.

The past as we all call it, is sometime misunderstood as experience. Some might consider it as burden. I guess there's a ghost of the past in everybody's life. The ghost that comes back and haunts you whenever you've finally manage to relieve yourself out of it.

Someone once told me, and i quote, "...to live in the past is not a good way of moving on. To live in the future is not a way to forget the past. To live in the present is the best way to accept, and relieve the past and prepare to take on the future...". And that really made my day.