The word memoir comes from the French word mémoire, which means “memory” or “reminiscence.”.
Who does not have memories? With every step of our life, we are making memories, sometimes without realizing it. If we look closely many of the little moments make big memories. Memories help us relive and remember past events and sometimes make people feel as though they can travel through time into the past.
Our memories serve as a mirror that reflects our lives, our experiences, our path, our learnings, the people around us, and the good and bad we share.
My memories beat inside me like a second heart. I believe through memories we are immortal.
And here through my memoir, I am going to share the stories and anecdotes from my life. Hope many of you will be able to relate to some of these musings and would share your memories as well.
17 வருஷம் ஓடியே போச்சு தாய்நாடு விட்டு அமெரிக்கா வந்து. வந்த புதிதில் அனைத்தும் அன்னியம், தொலைத்தது மிக அதிகம், தனிமை கற்றுக்கொடுத்தது ஏராளம். அம்மா, அப்பா, தம்பிகள், நண்பர்கள், என் மொழி, என் கலாச்சாரம், என் நாடு அனைத்தையும் தொலைத்ததாய் எண்ணி வருந்திய தருணங்கள் மிக அதிகம். நான் தொலைத்ததையும் அவற்றிண் அருமையும் பெருமையும் உணர எனக்கு கிடைத்த ஒரு அரிதான வாய்ப்பாக மாறியது நான் தனித்து வாழ்ந்த தருணங்கள். மெல்ல மெல்ல அனைத்தையும் வாழ்க்கையில் […]
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