There are times when you have a firm belief that you have gotten over something, and the moment is now a thing of past. Then from nowhere you see something that has the remotest of relation to the incident and the whole thing comes rushing back. Crystal clear just as if it was yesterday. You realise that all this while you were only running away from it, trying hard to get over, the belief that you were over it once and for all was a Pseudo-Belief. You think you are over your relation. You think you hate him/her. You get yourself to believe this and actually do; well for some time. You do so to satisfy your ego. The pride of having an upper hand and the one who has the ability of "Moving On". You are now someone who's least concerned and then you try to erase the person from your memory. From your mobile, from your virtual contacts, anywhere possible. You believe now you're over him/her but you are unable to take care of that little thing called MEMORIES . The me