Treasure box. I happen to be in one of those I am fat days, n my metabolism going completely on my more than just
chubby mom, would not be shocked to know if the mood of the day was actually the truth! So I spent the whole day watchin TV and worsening my eyesight. You know when your folks are out for too long your friends probably envy you for all the time you get alone in the house but the truth here is that if that’s your folks routine it kinda turns you into an outdated couch potato! Well I thought I was closer to being that today than any day in my life. So got off that lazy butt of mine and decided to go jogging. Initially the thing that was pulling me back from it was that I was too conscious bout people who know me around… I hate it when you cross them and then u hear them whisper to each other… I mean obviously their talking bout you… just during the thought process I also happen to think that “ hey isn’t that what good lookin girls are supposed to do, get people talking!” So one hurdle handled and mind you handled well. The next one came when I couldn’t make up the path I wanted to take while running, n being a typical Libran I was sure that this decision could take me the rest of the evening. Suddenly I saw that the gym was open with no one in it. Ok im blonde but I sure am lucky as hell! So I burnt out that extra cal that id been feeling and this gym not being an non air conditioned one turned to be more sweat shedding than any other. I finished up and being the boss’s daughter walked out royally without thinking twice on switching the lights off or lockin up the door. That was that I got home only to realize that my stomach was aching with hunger. Ok so the next thing is to open the fridge to see the wonderful stock of bread your moms always storing because of your dog. “Wow! Your not gonna let that more than tough gymming go waste are ya?” that happened to be my inner voice screaming out as I picked up cheese. Ok ok I wont .lets try something nutritious. Like mm… fruits! Nope not in stock. Considering all that chubbiness in my family, I wasn’t exactly shocked. So I called up one of my friends to give me some idea. His mom happened to mention nimbu paani (lime juice). That sounded pretty decent well so I went ahead to make it. When I was pickin up the sugar I happen to see salt next to it. That’s when it all came back to me….. we all used to play tt, and once done we used to rush to the mess to get a glass of fresh lime juice with a whole lotta salt in it. Initially we hated it. But soon we got addicted to it. We were a bunch of teenagers who could do just about anything for play time. TV was just a dinner time thingy. God how much we could play. We used to have these fun games like being pirates who in reality were just in a pond. It’s weird how situations can make you remember things that you otherwise would never take time in remembering or in that case you would’ve forgotten. This place ive shifted to brings back whole lotta
memories but the details are still lying in the back somewhere. You know now that im thinking; I do remember us hiding a
treasure box somewhere in the institute, just that I don’t remember anything more than that. You know if I start going for longer walks I might just happen to fall in the right place, who know that treasure could be holding a whole world of memories by itself!