Memories of past

Just to forget is not into the privilege of human. What happens once in a while goes through memories again and again. Trying to forget keeps the memories alive.

Man can forgive the oppressor but cannot forget his oppression. Forgetting is not in the power of man. How can a person forget that whatever face he has used to watch with interest but now that face isn't visible. Whatever he once wanted, now he is not.
The seasons pass, but memories don't pass. Late times are not remembered. Time flies; always passing, but passing by leaves wrinkles on the human face. The memory of the past covers a person's existence, not like a garment, but like a skin, like a fur. Old faces begin to appear in the new faces. Then an idea to forget, forgets.

Old grief seems to be part of grief. Old memories go hand in hand with new life. Being layers are always present inside man. The mirror is dusty many mirrors appear in the dust particles and then the attempt to get rid of the memories from the swamp prove useless.

It is as useless.