Disclaimer: This thought came to me while watching the movie Saiyaara, which made me realize we are nothing without our memories.
Strip away our memories, and who are we?
Not our names, not our titles, not even the love we once believed eternal. Without memory, all vanities, achievements, and connections lose their meaning.
It is memory that gives life its continuity, weaving scattered moments into a story we call ours. Every triumph, every heartbreak, every quiet joy becomes part of a larger narrative, and it is in that narrative that we find identity and purpose.
Take away memory, and what remains? A body, yes—breathing, moving—but without an anchor, without context, without the threads that make experience meaningful.
Perhaps this is why we guard moments so fiercely, why we take photographs, write journals, and replay certain songs again and again. Somewhere, deep within, we know we are not just living beings but living archives, and in those archives lies the essence of who we are.
bhaskar saikia 
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