Memoirs of Almirah

Memoirs of Almirah 🚪!!

We all are so very sentimental about things which give us happiness😀 or sadness😐

It was today when myself and attaya wanted to organize her almirah which was just piled up with sarees old and new ones all together.

We started off with the last row of the almirah and were sorting the foldings of each saree and then the discussion started – Attaya has a story for every saree that she has treasured since so long!!!

There are sarees which are selected, liked, complimented and disliked altogether by mamaya…. She holds very clear and fond memories for each one😍

I could just feel her excitement at the ones she liked and loved- she even remembers who all complimented her for a specific one and also her discontent at the ones she disliked and hated, there were also the ones where she had spent so much money but didn’t made any justice to them, where she didn’t liked the saree but was wearing it to satisfy somebody else, there were few which she had worn only once and didn’t wanted to wear again, there were ones which she would want to pass on to us ( daugther in laws ) too … and so on

There were also sarees which tinks picked which are the ones which would top the list of attayas most disliked ones🙄

She even remembers the occasions on which each saree was picked…actually, we all do…don’t we?? (atleast girls do :D)💃

What I really felt was its not just the old photographs📸 or mails 💌 that make us cherish our memories, its also these small remembrances about our belongings which holds sweet to sweetest moments of our life……..I always felt that almirah is meant for saving precious metals but today Ive realized that its way more than that… its actually more about memories than metals…… its more about cherishing the moments like the one that we both are sharing right now, at this very moment……. Sitting in front of the wardrobe and talking about good old times….

I just want to live life composed of many such moments and have them chronicled somewhere in someform ( like this excerpt that I wrote ✒, or like a photograph 📸that is saved in my hard disk, or like a hundred rupee note💵 that was last given by my grandfather who is no more, or like a book📔 that arrives at my doorstep ordered by my husband which was added in my shopping cart long back ) which I would love to visit again … I feel blessed to have these moments captured 😇

I think im having my moment here….. im sure, others will have too…. I just wish they stop, notice and cherish them as well

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