Nostalgia is a wild and uncontrollable feeling. Today, I was bathing Samson and as I was doing this, I remembered being a little kid and my dad bathing me and my siblings. He would say if we got ready quickly we can go to the bazaar with him. The water was cold but it didn't matter.
Life works in strange ways to remind us of things, after I was done bathing Samson, I got in the shower myself and on Spotify, the DDLJ soundtrack came on. It was shuffle but it shuffled right into the direction that led me to think more about me being a kid, hanging out in our apartment in San Jose while the music played in the background on an old cassette player.
The sound is hard to remember but the memories are strongly cemented in my mind.