Bored as I have been all through the past period; I thought of tidying up my room. I don’t know if that was a wrong decision to make or not; but I definitely know that it wasn’t such an easy process. Piles and piles of papers, books, stationary, clothes, cassette tapes, and all sorts of things thrown and crammed up everywhere; in every corner in the room; in every drawer; on every shelf; there was something that has always been there but I never saw it, or rather … ceased to see it sometime ago! Funny, right?! I discovered how trivial I was; I mean what sort of a person would be so keen on keeping every piece of chocolate or sweets wrappers just because they had a certain memory, he no longer remember! God … and all those brown-leaves flowers; when and how did they get inside my books, they only screwed the pages up; got them all stained with a dead essence that only exists in the imagination of a no-features memory! What have I been thinking of to keep all my desk drawers crammed up with all these crumpled papers with few silly words written on them, as if they would really cease the moments and snatch them away from the gears of the crushing years! I should’ve known better … I should’ve used my desk for something more useful, at least I can’t find a place to orderly organize my business papers! Guess what? I have a safe place inside my closet! That’s really silly, why should I have one in the first place? But may be it wasn’t such a bad idea after all; for there amid all the long-ago dust, lies my favorite ring, it used to have a small shiny amber but it doesn’t shine anymore. I remember now. I used to cherish that ring so much; I didn’t want to have anything spoil it for me. I thought of keeping it somewhere safe, where I can put it on every now and then and still make sure, I wasn’t going to lose it here or there! I loved it a lot, yet I’ve totally forgot! How did I? It’s been years probably and the ring has always been there … for me! I never realized and the small flickering amber doesn’t flicker or twinkle anymore. I held the ring cherishingly, I tried to wipe away the dust, and bring the glimmering look again but something went wrong with the Gem; something was ablaze and it went off. Strange! How I adored this ring … had all the good intentions in the world of keeping it the way I first had … scared I might ever lose it … I locked it up … felt relieved and comfortable now that I am certain it wouldn’t go anywhere, and then … forgot all about it. I think I know now why the amber doesn’t shine anymore. The whole room was strange to me. Where did all these things come from? Have they always been there? I took them all for granted that at a certain point I stopped seeing them! I tried to put the ring on … but it wouldn’t fit in. It’s too late … something was aching inside … no I won’t cry over a ring … no way! I guess I’ll keep it for the memory… yes the memory of a dear thing once was there but forgotten… and only remembered when it was too late!