Unboxing the memories

We all had boxes of different sizes but all full of same amount of love,affection,Wafers and secrets..some had dirty secrets too...those were not only iron casted containers but our feelings boxed with so many stickers on the panel....sometimes a joy... Sometimes a threat..curiosity for others... Treasures for ourselves... Duty of teachers to check...duty of ours to hide things..
Sundays..for rearrangements..really???
Only for a few who enjoys it..
Today we don't have them..even we don't need them actually...but when we try to remember all those roll number marked boxes.. We miss them..we miss the life we lived..we enjoyed..we miss the dabba full of acchar and nimki we have kept in them...I Pratik Sawarnaya miss them..
Do you??