I came across Cherished Blogfest last year in 2015 where bloggers shared stories about one of their cherished object. Honestly speaking, I gave it a sincere thought then however I couldn’t come to think of any object which I valued more than anything. Having always considered objects easily dispensable and replaceable, nothing came close to my heart – no object, no photograph, no heir loom. Standalone memories, yes, lots of them but no object in particular.
The cherished blogfest makes a comeback this year once again putting my brain’s machinery to work. And, this time, I do have an object. This object is a key chain which has a figure painted in such a way that it looks like a girl dressed in traditional Japanese attire. This was a gift from my brother who got it for me from his Tokyo visit last year. He selected it carefully keeping my favourite colour in mind – various shades of red. I took an instant liking for it when he showed it to me. This key chain holds my house keys. I simply love it when it dangles down my finger.
I happen to cherish it for one more reason. I have always lived in houses which either belonged to my parents or in-laws where they were the decision makers and I was just a family member. I never owned anything, never could change anything For the first time, when I changed the old key chain of the house, I presently live in, with this new one, I discovered the feeling of independence of being able to make my choices with respect to how I want to lead my life and to own those choices.
Linking this post with Cherished Blogfest 2016