Bringing Back Memories Mga Nobela at Kwento

Loko rin pala ako kahit dati at wala parin pinag bago hanggang ngayon. "Sana nga bumalik na," sabi ko. "Don't worry, Janiel and I will help you get your memory back," nakangiting sabi ni Justin. "Yeah, we will help you promise," nakangiti ring sabi ni Janiel. Kahit hindi sila mag kamukha pareho naman silang palangiti. Buti nalang nalaman kong mag kapatid pala sila dahil muntik ko na isipin na mag jowa silang dalawa dahil sa nasaksihan ko kanina.

"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.

Pakiramdam ko ay nawalan ako ng lakas sa narinig ko. “We believe his memories can still recover,” pagpapatuloy ng doktor. “But it may take time. Maaari pong bumalik ang alaala niya unti-unti sa pamamagitan ng familiar people, places, emotions, and experiences. Ngunit sa ngayon, hindi niya kayo maalala.”

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 planned on making one for Femella. Dahan-dahan akong tumayo sapo ang sumasakit na ulo. The return of the memories is overwhelming me. Hindi ko alam ang mararamdaman. I'm torn between being happy because my heart remembers what my brain has forgotten or blame myself for not trying hard enough to remember all these before. Bumalik ako sa kotse at nagpatuloy sa pagmamaneho. I'm looking at every house, tree, and even the dogs in the streets that will trigger more memories to materialize.

Para bang kahit anong gawin niya, hindi niya maitatanggi na may isang bahagi ng buhay niya na hindi niya naaalala—isang mahalagang bahagi. "But how, Grey?" mahinang sabi ni Dark, ang boses niya’y puno ng desperasyon. "How can I return to something I don’t remember? How can I recall someone I don’t even see in my mind?" Grey replied, still angry but now full of hope. "Man up, Dark. Don’t give up. Go back to your memories. Remember Cassandra, remember your kids. You can’t just leave them behind." Nanghina si Dark sa mga salitang iyon. Alam niyang tama si Grey, ngunit paano nga ba babalikan ang isang nakaraan na tila nawala na sa kanya?

Naging marahas ang pagkalabog ng dibdib ko sa takot at kaba na baka hindi nga ibigay sa akin pabalik. "But I doubt it. Like I said, their purpose for taking your memories is just for you. Kaya kung ikaw naman ang may gusto na makuha pabalik ang ala-ala mo, I bet you will have it back. I'm sure you know by now that your past is not good kaya nila kinuha iyon."

My heart pounded harder. “No…” I whispered. Because I knew. I knew what he was about to say. “You have to remember one thing,” he continued. “Just one.” The memory shook. Blurred. Like something was trying to stop it. Like something didn’t want me to hear it. “Adrian…” I whispered, desperate. “Say it again…” But his voice faded. The image cracked. And suddenly— I was back. Back in the room. Back in the present. My body trembling.

I have nothing to do with him. Pagdating sa bahay ay nagpahinga na ako sa aking kwarto. Pinipilit 'kong kalimutan yung nangyari kagabi pero hindi talaga mawala sa isip ko. Ayoko namang sabihin kina Mommy at Daddy dahil panigurado akong mag-aalala pa ang mga yun and besides nailigtas naman ako ni Dave Arkiel.

In her case, her memories weren't deleted or loss. They were hidden. Locked. They may be shut a part down in her brain. Or disabled that part from functioning. Risky and there's a high risk of death. But technology is technology. Memories can still be brought back by many instances and possibilities. Either accidents or dreams. Her memories are just locked in a chamber of her brain. And I just gave her brain enough electricity for it to work faster. Thus, opening or making it hyper than before. Now, let's see if it will be a success. I want to see more of their priceless faces! Hahahaha!