Close behind

Do you remember that old pair of jeans you faithfully wore 7 days of the week? You were just walking down the street when those blue legs beckoned you through the glass window. You were curious and the unknown excited you. And you were best friends from that day onwards. 'Jean', you lovingly called it.

Time passed. You got so close. Two became one. But familiarity erodes the excitement of the unknown. And you stopped noticing 'Jean'. Even though Jean had stayed with you..through thick & thin times, Fat & skinny times, tight & loose times, clean & stained times, party & trekking days, boy & girl times..

Then you started complaining. You wished you could meet Gucci and Prada, Chanel and Tommy. And these names always wanted you to be someone else. They never liked you for who you were. They would've probably been interested if you starved yourself and matched your shoes with every attire you wore.

So one day, your mom mom donated 'Jean' to the Dhobi wala. You didn't even hear her when she asked you about it. And Jean was gone. Then you started getting lonely. You had tried hard to move on, captivated by the glitz and glamour of what was really beyond your reach. But it was too late. Now and then you peek into the back of your cupboard, wishing Jean was there.



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Some people are never obvious. Because you never look at them even if they're looking at you. Fact of the matter is, they've got your back. Why do they find happiness in doing that? Because they accept you for who you are. And acceptance makes it easier to live with something. And perhaps the only day you realize their value is when they're gone. Because now you can see and you can feel - emptiness.

You never knew it was important to glance over your shoulder, just to see who was there, did you?