Posts Tagged ‘amnesia’

The Einstein Brain

November 28, 2007

I have been establishing contact with wild_guy, because I like what he has been writing, a lot…. So we exchanged emails, and I got his mobile no. from his email, and called him up…and then asked him to send me an email. A somewhat surprised but polite rejoinder from him.

I am sitting here, looking at his email with a bright-red face. (Well, MY face turns purple, but you get the general idea…)

HOW can I be SOOOO forgetful??? Well…the only reply is, I *can*. I confuse events, people, processes, dates, in fine and utter chaos.

Please…all of you…please understand that I am not scatterbrained, I am probably quarterbrained.

The funny thing is, how I can remember SOME things perfectly well. My neighbour’s car licence plate number (er, this was in 1972 or 1973!) was WBF 8084. My father in law’s telephone number in Pondicherry was 23381. WOE ( ‘What On Earth’…a polite variant of WTF.)….why can I remember such UZLISS bits of information and spend an hour hunting for my house keys, and then leave home without them?

Any of you who have fallen foul of this foul memory of mine…I apologize and apologize once again. Please do try to understand that my middle name is, and probably always has been, Alzheimer….

I even posted This Verse about my memory once. It is not a joke…. as they say in the Orbit Chewing Gum ad, “it is a TRUE!!”

It finally came to this…

July 20, 2007

KM often keeps saying he has forgotten names of people, places and things…today we were chatting and he was mentioning that he forgot something…and later in the conversation, he said, “I forgot somthing earlier..what was it?”

He even forgot what he forgot…!


July 10, 2007

Half the day and more have gone by and I have forgotten to put on record my b’day wishes to amoghavarsha…Hoppy birdy, Lee!

From the LJ of

September 6, 2006


Lovely poem…


The name of the author is the first to go
followed obediently by the title, the plot,
the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel
which suddenly becomes one you have never read,
never even heard of,

as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor
decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain,
to a little fishing village where there are no phones.

Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye
and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,
and even now as you memorize the order of the planets,

something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps,
the address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay.

Whatever it is you are struggling to remember,
it is not poised on the tip of your tongue,
not even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen.

It has floated away down a dark mythological river
whose name begins with an L as far as you can recall,
well on your own way to oblivion where you will join those
who have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle.

No wonder you rise in the middle of the night
to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war.
No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted
out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.

Billy Collins

(Thank you , usha658!)