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Finally met up with a university mate after 20 years. 30 years ago we were in the same boat as our kids, trying to set sail in the ocean of knowledge and curve a name for themselves in society. Time sure flies fast and we sat there reminiscing the good old days. 
I had the pleasure and honour to bump into him when I was wandering about in the streets of Edinburgh and subsequently attended his convocation as he graduated from the Royal College of Physicians in Edinburgh.
As I went on rambling on the small things that happened during our stay there, he was caught unaware. I remember it like it happened yesterday but unfortunately my friend had absolutely no recollection of such things happening in his life! 
Then, I started wondering! Was that a good thing that I could remember all those things and he could not? Perhaps, it shows that I am appreciative small little things in life. Does that mean I am a sensitive being, in keeping with my horoscope symbol, The Crab? Or little things excites little minds?
If that is confusing, wait and see what I read. 
The brain is constantly wired and pruned periodically to shake off old memories so that it can function better. Old obscure insignificant thoughts are put deep in cold storage to be retrieved under special circumstances only. Our brain is made to forget to enable new thoughts. Traumatic and stressful events are suppressed. Recent studies suggest that a person can finds it difficult to forget old thoughts are at high risk of developing depression and the risks associated with it. Am I going slightly mad?

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