Happier Times

The current shockwave of the War in Iran has a lot of my colleagues complaining about inflation, especially Petrol prices which have gone up considerably. A lot of them seem to be wearing 'economic pressure' on their foreheads and you could almost hear their prayers for some kind of reprieve.

I don't why these days when I am under any form of significant stress I look at the past. It used to be the opposite; I used to look towards the future in the hopes that things will turn around. It's not like I have lost Faith, but the past certainly comes with a different kind of appeal -an assurance of what was once felt.

My childhood and teens are often the most referenced years, before my days spent in college. The memories then were a lot less complex, and quite vivid. I picture my late Dad, and having a house filled with my siblings and sometimes a couple of cousins together. I don't quite have that now with us scattered across different locations due to economic and family reasons.

Economics were an issue then but the times were indeed happier. I think having family (blood or otherwise) around just makes everything feel that much better. Their physical presence brings a lot of comfort. I miss my Dad always saying a prayer for me whenever we spoke, now am just here thinking about numbers all day long. At least am not alone in this regard.