Thomas Harris has described this bit about his character Dr. Hannibal Lecter very vividly in his book. Of how he has many ”rooms” in the ”palace of his mind” where he has stored very colour full memories associated with various stages of his young and happy childhood , until war , disaster and finally the tragedy struck which turned him into the dangerously intelligent doctor with a taste for human flesh.

It may sound odd to draw an anaology from this biut somehow the memory palace started taking birth deep inside my head .

Many a times when I am reading a book , watching a film or simply taking a walk, if something or someone reminds me  of a special memory from my life . I walk back in time and relive it , in all it’s glory , am sure at times I even imagine and add to that memory , just to amuse myself . Make a happy memory happier , a scary one less frightening.

God alone knows how many such ”rooms” we all have in our personal palace of memories stored inside the least understood but most mystifying part of us – our minds….