I remember having a china pen when i was in class 5th , i was so deeply attached to that pen .Every exam my china pen was my companion . .I always carry it in my Campus box . My lucky pen , my favorite pen . I continued the same practice till 8th standard . I remember how deeply i was hurt when my elder brother broke off my pen . I actually cried for hours, because for me that pen was so precious and irreplaceable. I had even kept the broken pieces for days , though i don’t remm for how long ..still a faint memory of that exists in my mind .
Some people will find reading it stupid ?? Today when living creatures , human beings are not given so importance , not loved so much .. how could someone love a not -living , small , fragile fountain pen .Silly , Is’nt it ??? Indeed it sounds so .But that was not the era of internet and mobile phones ,that was the time when we were so away from the virtual world .We loved and believed in what we could see , feel and touch .Some loved their dolls , other teddy bear and i loved that Pen ..
Attachment could be with anything , any body , any place . Attachment word is not necessarily be addressed with a human being . Some are attached to a place they are living in as they have memories and a past associated with that place , Some people are attached to there pets . Pets are loved and cared almost lives humans . A very fine line separates attachment with love . When attachment reaches it peak , slowly it gets converted to love .
But who cares , be its attachment or love . So what if other’s think you as silly and stupid . These small attachments gives you a memory lane , a reason to smile looking back to the past,a reason to remember the instances of childhood , a reason to know yourself better .
I don’t care what others may think , but i am fond of small lil things , i love the small hand made basket kept in the corner , the pretty lampshade on my table , the inspiring painting in my bedroom .
I’ll always keep them along . These lil things brings a smile on my face,.