It’s amazing how the brain works.
It’s remarkable how even one look, the subtlest glance, the slightest touch, a whiff, a hint of a familiar taste could launch memories of things and people you thought have been long forgotten. Pati yung mga gusto mo nang makalimutan pero hindi pa rin pala nabubura sa isip mo.
For instance, going down the flyover from Buendia to EDSA always reminds me of this former guy officemate who I got really close to, and who used to drive me home each night from work. Without fail, basta pagbaba ng flyover na yun tapos nakita ko yung buhol-buhol na traffic, lagi ko syang naaalala. Tapos in my mind, nakikita ko pa ang kanyang patawang look at naririnig ko pa syang pabirong nagtatanong na, “Traffic ba?” Ang weird, pero palagi yan. At natatawa pa rin ako each time.
Back in our old house in Mindanao Avenue in Quezon City, we used this sweet-smelling Glade plug-in that gave the house a distinct fragrance (add that to pots of potpourri that we had displayed then on top of the living room tables). Sa sala ako lagi natutulog nung college, kasi wala akong ginawa kundi mag-telebabad gabi-gabi. And there was a particular call that I always waited for. I used to distract myself with combing my dog’s hair or reading something while waiting for him to call. Or fighting the urge to dial his number instead. Ewan ko, pero hanggang ngayon, the smell of that Glade plug-in, or anything close to it, would always remind me of the countless nights I laid on the sofa, patiently waiting for a call until the wee hours of the night. That particular scent always launches an odd, inexplicable mixture of feelings (warmth, girlish giddiness, excitement, anxiety) that makes my stomach turn and my heart beat slightly faster than normal.
Pag nakakakita ako ng aso sa malls o kung saan man, naaalala ko si Aura baby-doggie ko, my beloved Lhasa Apso. And if I close my eyes, I can easily smell her fur, remember how it feels like to kiss her small, moist nose, tickle her tummy, hear the little noise she makes when she’s happy. I can see her jumping up and down with excitement, yearning to be carried. I can see her waiting quietly by my bedside, not wanting to disturb my sleep, then rushing to me when she realizes that I am finally awake. Such a sweet, sweet creature, that baby girl.
Marami akong ganyan. Billboards, kanta, pelikula, TV shows, favorite expressions, suot, gamit, mannerisms na nakakapagpa-alala sa akin ng iba’t-ibang tao o karanasan. Things that may mean nothing meaning to others but could launch so much emotions that I didn’t really think I could still feel up to now. Sabi nga, “Two people could look at exactly the same thing and see something totally different.”
Kahit maraming taon na ang nakakalipas, sa isang stimulus lang, bumabalik ulit lahat. Tipong pasok sa linyang “I can still remember how you looked/ sounded/ smelled/ felt like (wala pa akong malalagay sa ‘tasted.’ Hehehe).”
Paano kaya naiko-konekta ng utak ang isang tunog, lasa, amoy, itsura sa mga ‘di maipaliwanag na damdamin at napakadaming alaala?
"(A computer’s memory) is better than real memory because real memory, at the cost of much effort, learns to remember but not to forget." - Umberto Eco’s Foucault’s Pendulum