That bundle of old cards (preserved since god knows when) was finally shown the green dustbin. In fact during the last few days, or rather months, many of those material possessions I once termed NOSTALGIA, met the same fate. The street children (who dig at our garbage) must be amused to discover that purple purse, that payal, pair of gloves, an embroidered belt, the box of bangles, a mini chess-board - all in good condition.
Yes, I have been vacating my wardrobe, my suitcase, my shelves, my room, my life..everything of UNNECESSARY items - gifts, cards, letters, photographs, people..the list is endless!
Call it a value for QUALITY over QUANTITY or becoming UNATTACHED by the day... Has anybody actually coined a term for this phase? Me being such a simple, ordinary girl, I am sure I share an universal fraternity in this.
A typical Cancerian to the core, right from the chocolate wrappers to the pages of my school note-book where my friends scribbled things, stamps to songs, my Colosseum publications to my journals that date back to Class V - I would preserve them all. It was blasphemy to throw anything that meant 'memory'.
And look at me today........
Everything is passe..
....becoming an 'alien' to everything I was
..........'everything I was' looks alien to me!
To Yesterdays I show my green-dustbin...
And for Tomorrows I don't care........
Living todays....as if this is my last day alive..
(man i can't even write poetries anymore :(