An Old Friend

In the rain kissed windy evening, nostalgia is a hard feeling to fight. 

Wondering through some old stuff can only bring two types of feelings....

Getting surprised looking at somethings and not remembering the same. 

And...

Suddenly finding something with which you have parted ways long back, keeping it in a closed box in your brain and accepting that it has gone for good

....I got re-acquainted with one such friend of mine. 

We go on our own way at times but that never keeps us from wondering about the other part of us, had it chosen the other way. No matter where we wander, both people and things have a way of coming back to where it belongs in the first place. Where it should have been. From where it started. It's only then the circle of life gets complete. 

It's a silly locket. I used to love love love it. While it was with me, I kept loosing it. So I decided to keep it in the safest place I knew that time, but of course it had to be away from me. But I loved it too much to bear loosing it while keeping it with me. Knowing that it will be safer at a place which is not with me, seemed more bearable.

But today this earthen smell became the second most wonderful thing as my locket found its way back to me. 

All that are wandering are not lost. It just means that we have more faith in emotions than the physical presence.  Someway or the other, if you have a genuine craving, you will find yourself with those which you have loved irrationally but truly. 

#StayBlessed!