Those Dusted Frames


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We all are in race of living a better life, where even a moment in respite to look back and smile is unavailable..

In the hustle of life, I stopped to get some essentials in rush, suddenly, a frame wrapped in dust rolled to my toe,in moment of aberration, I stole the slightest glimpse of it. And, Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, tons of memories encircled and captive me in that very glimpse. 

I couldn't defeat the urge to dive in those memories, and held it in abeyance. Humidity of my eyes warmed my Soul. All smiles, cries and those absurd uncountable minutes never felt so precious until they swallowed in past. 
From Pinterest
I wonder how time changes the tense of feelings and very sentiments. "I am happy" become " I was happy", but the difference of 'am' and 'was' is far more than distance of their alphabets.

A smiling lips with moist eyes seldom occurred in our life, but realising the break from life is about to ran out and race scream it's continuation. I detest that tiny moment where I compelled to again bury those memories both in shelf and heart. 
And got back to running the usual.......
   
     -Chalkchatters



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