Once I was too small … I had big hopes about life . Then the loosing era came – I started loosing big things , life was seamlessly difficult to let go the big things .. But I had no option otherthan looking for happiness from little things . Its when I started my blog, my passion for travel , collecting books and helping others without expecting anything in return. Life had less hopes on big things , but happiness was always around 🌿
As JK Rowling said once , I too was in an abusive commitment ten years ago. It was both mental , physical as well as verbal. True that a version of Harry Potter isnt written yet , but then I have learned the lesson of appreciating little things and how big the true happiness they brought to my life .
I had an abusive youth and a childhood, I never wanted to ‘keep sake’ anything which reminds me those times of tears. So till today , I have a finger countable memories of my past , and uncountable lot of boooks. They were my friends , my mentors and the tiny creatures who made me teleport to an imaginary world of heros, heroines and fairy tales .
🔑 One fine day, a few years ago , an angel appeared , with a backpack full of mementos ‘To remember the first day’ , and a bunch of red roses 🌹 🌹 . The moment I stood at him , he held my hand , and walked to the nearest bench that he could sit with me . Without even taking a momet to breathe , the backpack got opened and he started giving the gifts one by one.for a moment it reminded me of a magician pulling rabbits from a hat, applause 👏 from audience … and I was getting more and more surprised. Swiss knives , pendants , card holders , pens , books , chocolates . Revealing each gift looked like a dream comet true to him.. There was an order of his presents. From the least surprised to the most . his magic never seemed to end neither my surprise! . then he reminded me to keep all entrance tickets , chocolate covers , etc etc to make a scrap book of our memories. All seemed new to me , from collecting memories and and treating the little things as keep sakes ! Something was going to happen! Well.. the story would go on and on and on.let me not.. this is how my journey of small things began ❤ I started collecting little things , little corners of mementos , scraps books to collect memories and I knew the life was going to be the life I dreamed of .
So from the day my adorable magician gifted me small things , me and my cat loving magician started building our own little empire , full of mysteries only known to us , making memories only shared among us … our little nest is now full of “little things” and we cherish them all the time. Im sure magician gives no permission to post a snap of our secret scrapbook, but he was so generous to help me get the pictures of the tiny little items in our fairy garden !