The very next moment, when I turned my back it went missing. A precious one and my heart sank. It was tiny but too important to miss. I went on a massive manhunt. Scanned every possible corner that I could think of but without any success.
This was my cherished companion of last two years and obviously difficult to let go off. It was my constant partner in good and bad days. My only solace among the phirangi dazzle. One I could never thought of ever parting ways with. But strangely it went missing today.
My heart ached that I lost it not in some foreign country but a country I was born in. When I had held it so tightly over the years and travelled together over the seas, how could I be so careless to let it go at the familiar surroundings of my home? I just couldn’t stop blaming myself. How could I? Especially when I know that it is too vulnerable to hold its ground strong.
I was on the edge of going into a depression after losing a loved one. And about to shed tears in grief. Just then something happened. I caught a glimpse of it lying timidly on the floor, battered yet trying to hold strong. I quickly lifted it with all the tender care. Cleaning it and blabbering few words of affection. Placed it carefully at the place it was meant to be. Instantly, my nose glowed with its glimmering shine. After all it is my nose pin, that too, not an ordinary one. It is a rock called Diamond.
And whoever said “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend” perhaps exactly meant what I felt that time. I prayed and my prayers read “till death do us apart”.
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