abhi ishq key imtihaa'n aur bhi hai'n

He used to wear these sun glasses. One day I took it from him and tried them on. They settled so well on my face structure that he told me to keep them saying they suited me more than they did him. When I vacationed in 2007, I took them with me but never found them in my luggage on my return. I searched my room many times since they meant as much to me as the first gift he ever gave me—two hand-made lockets from Italy. My search was always in vain.

One and a half year, two (more) vacations and a break-up later, I found the sun glasses in an old purse which I never used after the summer of 2007.

A month ago, finding them again would have brought immense pain of the utopia lost. Today, they brought nostalgia of lovely time spent together; delightful memories of how we were with each other; and a smile.

Time does not heal all wounds of heart. It gives you a better understanding of nature of love, patience and acceptance. Time has the potential to elevate love to ishq.