I was on a cleaning spree, ruthlessly discarding whatever stuff had not been used since the past six months. I had a huge pile of things around me which others would have found useful. But a useless little plastic bag made me stop.
Printed on it was the name of my beloved home town and my country (India)….thousands and thousands of miles from here! I tried to put it away but just couldn’t. Finally, I folded it neatly and put it safely in a drawer.
Why, I still ask myself? Have you felt like this…lately?
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Stories by Shivangi 
Shivangi, I think your decision to keep the bag shows a certain beauty of spirit. That little, plastic bag was the catalyst for remembering the love you have for your beloved town and country. And, that thought filled your heart and gave you comfort. I’m glad you kept that little bag. It has great worth if it can conjure happy thoughts of a meaningful place. 😊❤️
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Your comment made me smile. It is such a sweet, heart touching interpretation. Thanks a ton Tonya. You are so right!
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You’re very welcome. 🙂 xo
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😀😍
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That’s because, you love your country and it’s calling you back 🙂
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Hahaha… nicely said fren😀👏
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It’s good to keep things like that. They spark happy little memories when you’re least expecting them and make you smile 🙂
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Thanks a lot Ali 😀
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We are emotionally attached with our home town or country. Maintain the same always.
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I hope so bhaiya… thank you for your comment😀
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Some items lying unnoticed in putaway spaces can never be eliminated as they acquire a life of their own, spreading their sentimental tentacles to firmly entrench their position in our minds and hearts. We have moved around seven times across different locations in India and outside spanning a career of 37 years, and some objects have found permanent places in our lives . It happens… 😋
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Seven times!! That must be so hard! And how beautifully you said – these things acquire a life of their own – never thought of it! Thank you so much for your great comment😀🙏🏻
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I would have done the same thing. Some things are hearts just won’t let us part with.
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That’s right PJ. Thank you😀😀😀. I have been posting comment on your recent story and it is not showing. Hope you have got my comment on your Museum story😀. If not, I guess, there is a glitch!
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That is highly possible there is a glitch on WP. Thank you for reading and commenting!
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I enjoyed it but couldn’t comment😟
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That’s okay Shivangi. Thank you for reading!
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Loved this post Shivangi. I do this often….
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Same pinch dear😀👏
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Aww..same pinch. Feeling so nostalgic dear
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Me too😀
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Nostalgic memories flooded me. Beautiful article.
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Me too… thank you!
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Same here.
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Even discards trigger memories – and when these are lovely memories, they are worth keeping. Poignant story.
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So kind of you Eric… thank you😀
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kaha gayab hua madam ji…..
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Bahut busy ho gaya hai life Sherin bhai
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i got a small job.will write about it soon.have a nice day madam 🙂
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Wow… big congrats!!
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Thank you and yes it indeed looks like Life is a bunch of chocolates 🙂
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