I bought this beautiful box of tissues pink with little green flowers on them,the paper was the best quality u could get, soft , sensitive,fragile.The box itself had these tiny butterflies on them green and yellow with pink hues.The man at the shop told me "this is the last ,we don't make such kinds any more"I never paid heed at him then.
Came back and placed the box on the busiest place on my work table.Then everyday I would just reach out and use one paper-to wipe my hands,my lips ,my tears,the paint on my fingers ,the ink on my palm, make a small ball of that delicate paper and throw it in the dustbin ,not even thinking twice!
The tissues kept reminding me stop! save! ,they dont make us any more,you will lose out but then who cared,life had to go on and they had to be used and thrown!they were meant for that .How silly i thought "will get another box,so what!"
And one day they all finished,empty box all gone ,used and thrown away, so when I reached out to feel for one..... my hands were empty and thats when I realized what had I done! used something I knew I would never get in my life anymore. Staring at the empty box without a soul and a heart without love I was devastated.
Till now when I cry my heart reaches out for those soft sensitive tissues but alas!!!!!
Came back and placed the box on the busiest place on my work table.Then everyday I would just reach out and use one paper-to wipe my hands,my lips ,my tears,the paint on my fingers ,the ink on my palm, make a small ball of that delicate paper and throw it in the dustbin ,not even thinking twice!
The tissues kept reminding me stop! save! ,they dont make us any more,you will lose out but then who cared,life had to go on and they had to be used and thrown!they were meant for that .How silly i thought "will get another box,so what!"
And one day they all finished,empty box all gone ,used and thrown away, so when I reached out to feel for one..... my hands were empty and thats when I realized what had I done! used something I knew I would never get in my life anymore. Staring at the empty box without a soul and a heart without love I was devastated.
Till now when I cry my heart reaches out for those soft sensitive tissues but alas!!!!!
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