With an exclamation sign, it speechlessly cried: "Do you want to archive your old items now?" Before clicking 'Yes' I could not suppress the desire to casually scrutinize some of the files from erstwhile.
It was then that I found that sepia-toned photo from a long time ago. I clicked the button and the picture began to open like a suspense presentation.
And lo!!! the screen was soon exuberant with the boyish delight of a face that was raw and digitized.
I was besieged by a certain memory of a bygone memory. The face; resembled me and seemed pure and unsullied ...sans any imprints of time.
I was exhilarated as I had not hurriedly superannuated that amber shaded, nascent and jaded photo-file.
After all, It was me of my teens!!!
Lost in reverie, I hit: "Save as JPEG" but the computer reparteed: "Can not save. Read-only" And then: "Do you want to save with a different name?"
As I clicked 'No', I seemed to know that it was as futile to save the file, as it is to try to replicate that βflower-in-a-bloomβ smile ...again.
Somehow, it seemed inappropriate to keep a counterfeit of what was then authentic. So, I took a while to carefully feel the rays of innocence exuding from the screen and then exhaled, clicked 'close' and ...let it go.
Inspired by the longing to recapture childhood and the realization that the arrow of time always points ahead and there is no way to turn back the clock.