While rummaging through some old files and other multifarious objects kept locked in my armoire, a plethora of knickknacks and documents flooded before me. The first object that caught my eye was a dilapidated, musty piece of paper which read, ‘Manveet… A timeworn paper with my name written on it.. I went pretty nostalgic and I read it and smiled as it was the writing of a 10 year old school going girl who never thought life would be so complex and would have constant changes as this piece of paper…seasoned with the essence of my childhood! It may seem insignificant for some to attach so much importance to a trivial fragment of paper but for me its a storehouse of memories, a repository of my life. With my mind lost in juvenile thoughts my hand unawares brushed against a charming object.


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