“Can I keep it for just another day?”, I asked
“No”, came a clear answer, “this does not belong to you.”
A whirlpool of vulnerable emotions loaded my mind but I couldn’t articulate them. The thought of parting, of course, is a bit moving for all, but parting with ‘this’ was a source of agony and tears.
Carrying this thought affected all my encounters and other endeavors. The hypothetical thought of being left out and isolated, which used to prey on my mind before, wasn’t effective anymore.
It felt like a corner of my heart which had always been reserved for ‘this’ and where trespassing of emotions was not allowed, is now going to be empty with a faint outline of golden memories.
All this made me value ‘this’ treasure of mine. I often took it granted but even having a glance at life without this treasured thing, which may change for every second person, increases its value manifold.
This drives us to a conclusion that the true essence of something is realized when it is lost. So always respect and take care of your little treasures because they are the ones who make your life worth living.