Every home has its own little treasure chest. Not the kind filled with gold and jewels, but that one mystery drawer, the almirah corner stacked beyond imagination, or the kitchen shelf that always looks like it’s hiding secrets. Open it, and you’ll find memories quietly tucked away, waiting to be rediscovered.
An old greeting card with handwriting that feels like a warm hug, a single earring that once completed your favorite pair, a bunch of rubber bands carefully saved “just in case,” an empty Nutella bottle lovingly repurposed into a pickle jar, or even keys whose locks have long forgotten them.
They may look like forgotten odds and ends, but in truth, they are storytellers. They whisper of childhood afternoons, festive seasons, relatives who visited, or friendships that grew with folded notes and birthday wishes.
Sometimes, in the middle of this clutter of memories, you stumble upon something that makes your eyes well up—a grandmother’s saree still carrying her faint fragrance, a grandfather’s watch that has long stopped ticking but still beats in your heart, a father’s rusted pen that once signed your report cards, or a mother’s recipe book with food stains that feel like her fingerprints.
These are not just things. They are echoes of love. They remind us that while time takes people away, it kindly leaves behind their essence in the things they touched, the habits they left behind, the memories stitched into fabric and scribbled on paper.
The beauty of it is when we stumble upon them we don’t just see an old belonging—we feel their presence once more, as if they paused for a moment to sit beside us and smile.
The real treasures of a home aren’t locked in lockers.They’re quietly resting in forgotten corners, holding our memories gently, until we are ready to find them again.
In those forgotten corners of our homes, we don’t just find things,we find the people and moments we thought time had taken away.
Sometimes, opening that old drawer feels like opening a door—and for a fleeting moment, our parents and grandparents are right there with us, smiling the way they always did.🌸
Blessmesai 