I found myself standing at the crossroads.
Yesterday I was delighted to have picked up all the marbles that I left behind long back.
But today I was only left with the latest ones.
When I looked inside the stole I found them still struggling to settle down.
I never realize when did the marbles lying in my stole slipped away.
Owning hardly any of the marbles, now I wonder how would these have felt after being overlooked.
The art of keeping the ‘possessions safely’ isn’t an easy task it seems.