Always Remembering Novels & Stories

"Pupuntahan ko po si Sin, Mom." "Kung aawayin mo lang si Sin, hija dahil medyo late na niyang inihatid ang mga bata, please lang ipagpaliban mo muna iyan, huwag ngayong araw--" "Dad, I already remembered everything. My memory has returned. I remembered everything from my past." Natigilan sila ni Mom.

Kinakabahan siya, hindi dahil sa katotohanang nagkaroon siya nang brain fractured kundi dahil sa maaaring sagot ng doktor na siyang magmumulat sa kanya sa buong katotohanan. "Yes!" Bahagyang napaawang ang kanyang mga labi sa naging sagot ni Dr. Corpus. So, ibig bang sabihin nu'n? Totoo ang kanyang mga nalalaman? "But why I can still recognize my family? My friends? My work? My company? But... but why I can't remember her?"

Nandoon ang mga nakaraang hindi na nila mababalik at mga nakaraang iiwan na lamang sa limot. Memories, like fragments of a forgotten melody, weave the tapestry of our lives. They are the elusive ghosts of our yesterdays, lingering in the recesses of our minds, waiting to be summoned by a scent, a song, or a fleeting glimpse of the familiar. The past, with its palette of emotions and experiences, shapes who we are today. In the quiet moments, we find ourselves drifting back, tracing the contours of our memories like fingers on an old, weathered photograph.

I don't know what triggers it but that incident happened years back keeps repeating in my brain. Sobrang tagal na nangyari ang kidnapping na yun. Akala ko nga nakalimutan ko na ang malagim na nangyari nung gabing yun pero ngayon muli na namang bumabalik sa alaala ko. At hindi lang isang beses kung napapadalas na. And every time it happens it triggers my anxiety. "Run kid, run!"

Reminder Today: Doctor's Appointment Mabuti na lang talaga at naisipan kong ilista iyon sa reminder ko dahil kung hindi, baka tuluyan ko nang nakalimutan ang appointment ko sa doctor. Ilang segundo akong nakatulala lamang sa screen ng cellphone ko bago ko iyon dahan-dahang ibinaba sa kama. Pakiramdam ko pagod na pagod pa rin ako kahit kagigising ko pa lang. Mabigat ang ulo ko. Mabigat ang dibdib ko. At higit sa lahat, mabigat pa rin ang isip ko dahil sa lahat ng nalaman ko nitong mga nakaraang araw.

They slipped away from me like water through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but the ache of knowing I had seen something important, something that belonged to me. Pero ngayon… it feels different. Hindi na lang basta dumadaan. I remember them. I can still see them when I close my eyes, still feel the warmth of those embraces, the laughter, the way my heart used to beat in those moments. The memories don’t fade like before; they stay, lingering, haunting me. I can recall the man’s voice whispering my name, the way he called me his wife, the way his lips touched mine. I can recall the happiness, the love, the weight of belonging that came with it. I can recall it all, vividly, like it just

Gustong-gusto kung malaman ang katotohanan pero hindi sa ganitong paraan. It feels so refreshing.Shouting is refreshing. It's been a long years since I feel like myself, mas lalo lang akong naguguluhan ngayon pero mas nakilala ko naman ang sarili ko. He really did help me remember him, not just him but everything. I should thank him for this.. I shook my head when I remember something, bakit sa nababasa ko they fainted when they remember everything? I wish I could be like that too. I wish I will faint here too and fell down on the cliff.

"I mean, parang nawawala sa isip niya na may amnesia ka. Ang weird lang kasi." Natigilan ako at napaisip matapos sabihin ni Mira 'yon. Tama siya. Bakit parang nakakalimutan ni Kuya na may amnesia ako at kailangan ko pa siyang i remind tungkol do'n? Hmm... Ang weird pero...

Minsan mas gusto kong wala na lang akong Hypermnesia para di ko maalala yung mga pangyayaring sobrang lungkot. Hypermnesia o mas kilala sa tawag na Hyperthymesia minsan tinatawag ding hyperthymesthic syndrome. Isang condition kung saan yung mga taong katulad kong may ganto ay nagpopossess kami ng superior autobiographical memory, ibig sabihin hindi namin makakalimutan ang bawat pangyayari sa buhay namin.

"I know you. Mom, dad, grandma and grandpa. I even know and remember my friends, Audrey, my cousin and even Jellah. I do remember Carl. But d*mn! I don't remember any person named Sumi." Natutop niya ang kanyang bibig. "Ohghad! W-why?" "I.. I don't know." Then, I cried. And another problem here is that, I cried without even knowing the reason why. Maybe because of stress? Am I now getting stressed? And is it because of that Sumi girl? She hugged me tight. "I'll help you fix it. We'll find a way to know the reason why you can't remember her, okay?" I just nod.