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It's a funny thing about life- how absent minded can the human brain be?
Albeit, I do not have any definitive measures about measuring the so-called
AM quotient- kilos, meter's, decibels, or even light years per say,
but then I rate myself 20 on a scale of 1 to 10..
But it surely makes me wonder the sheer motive behind our being so
innocently absent-minded. It reminds me a question I asked a friend some time back.
It goes like this:
Me: Hey Mr. X, Why do you think are we so absent-minded?
Prompt came the reply: "I just forgot............"

Then I just went through his whole set of questions, asking myself why am I so absent-minded,
why is it we don't remember what we should, why is it that I tend to forget it all,
why after all why do I wish that I had nothing to remember? Probably, this whole set of questions
did nothing more than putting me in a big hole :). All frustrated I just go to this place
which the GENEXT calls Google.....................and I just google it up -Why Amnesia?
Here comes my first search in the Wiki:
Amnesia is a condition in which memory is disturbed. The causes of amnesia are organic or
functional. Organic causes include damage to the brain, through trauma or disease, or use of certain
(generally sedative) drugs.
Functional causes are psychological factors, such as defense mechanisms.

Slightly, horrified after this 'gyan', I went into Oceans Thirteen of self-analysis.

My brain seems to be working fine- I am perfectly alright, it seems to be passing all the right signals to
my senses. So, I just went on and on and convinced myself, I am surely not a victim of some damage in my brain.
Reading on I thought, let me have a look at the functional yet logical reasons which lead to the the condition which
I am in. Honestly asking myself on this, I feel, I do not suffer from a state called Amnesia, but what is
referred to as "Selective Amnesia". Selective because, I always forget where and when is the next team meeting,
when who is doing the presentation today, it shocks me to recall that it's no one else but me, poor me.
A hundred times I fail to remember the birthdays of my n number of aquaintances...........or their xyz anniversaries,
and also I do forget last date to fill appraisal, and blah blah blah.....................I even remember forgetting
whether or not I have had my lunch for the day.
But then it's the same me, who somehow never misses what should not have been missed..............Don't remember
the last time I forgot to wish a friend I really wanted to, or to book the movie ticket in Prasads on a Thurday morning
or to read a book I was dying to Or to just to forget sleeping when I wanted to...............NO NEVER - due to the fact
that it's not just a factual fact that "I tend to forget what I wish to", probably just as good as the real fact that
"I love to remember what I love to do".
Well, after all this I think the fact is that "My heart has answered what my brain could not?"

P.S. : See, I even forgot to write the name of this blog, because I never wanted to......:)