How much are you attached to the junk?
A weird question to ask, but if you ask me honestly, I would answer, that my love for junk is almost akin to love of a teenager for a new found sweetheart! This may sound preposterous but frankly it is the hard truth! The fast approaching Diwali set me in motion to clear my wardrobe which I detest doing on a normal day!I opened a bag where I had stored my old mobiles, which keep getting accumulated at a pace faster than I could get rid of them! Soon I will be able to boast of having a small museum of a particular brand of mobiles as they evolved over the last decade! I chicken out at the thought of getting rid of them as each one has some memories associated with it. I relooked at them and after spending half an hour, I returned them back to where they belonged.
Next it was the turn of examining the old shirts, trousers et al! The older clothes serve me so much better in the hot sultry months that I find them most difficult to get rid of! The comfort they provide while working or relaxing at home is unmatched which no new clothes can ever provide! So except for the ones really unfit to wear, my dilemma remained and could not find much to get rid of!
The old folders of papers, cards, pictures, have so much value that even one gaze at the old cards given by relatives, friends or close family take me through the time machine and am transported back in time! The cute pictures drawn by my daughter, the lovely words, scribbled in cards given on birthdays, anniversaries, or even older cards are too valuable to discard. The older diaries are priceless, as I have jotted my travel accounts. It is a goldmine which cannot be discarded.
Another bulky folder which was gathering dust in a corner was pulled out with utmost care as if handling a fragile piece of crockery! I opened, it and my old report cards of school, the school leaving certificates, some merit cards and other accomplishments popped out! I looked back at them with awe as, the time stood momentarily! There was another roll by the side, and on opening I found the posters I had so lovingly collected of the Aircraft Carriers and ships hoping that I could decorate them on the wall one day! Alas, the posters could never make it to the walls of the house and quietly lay in the corner in the cupboard. I had already spent more than two hours trying to identify what to get rid of without much success!
I turned my head around, and looked at the bookshelf! Nothing much, except some old magazines which I could identify to get rid of, but my collection of The Reader’s Digest and The Lonely Planet magazine are too precious to be discarded.
So after about another hour spent in rearranging and dusting them, I came to my bedroom on hearing a message beep on the mobile! I picked it up to open the Inbox! Oh gosh more than 600 hundred messages in the Inbox! I had been too lazy even to clear the mailbox. What is most annoying is that even the dozens of short messages sent by dubious property dealers and peddler of stray merchandize and promotion campaigns stayed in company of the nice greetings and messages which I had preserved!
Whether, it is the mailbox or the closets, the junk stays and it takes a herculean effort to get rid of it! Sometimes, we feel that this so called junk could come to our help one day as a reuse item! One needs a very strong heart to get rid of the clutter is what I realized! I would love to hear from you readers to suggest how you get rid of these assets which are priceless at times!
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