There is a cardboard box in my cupboard.

Sealed shut with a blank ID card, a soft purple handkerchief, a blue ball point pen with her name on it, two t-shirts that say "She's Mine" & "He's Mine", a long white dupatta that still smells like her, a few love letters, a tissue with her lips on it.
Physical memories of few years could fit into a box.
But, the feeling of love could never be shut down.

- Tejas Anjankar