The Treasure and the Treasure Box

Once upon a time, there was a treasure box that was lonely for all time since there wasn’t any treasure hidden beneath him. He was sad all day and all night long – not knowing his purpose and importance in the world. He took time and waited for the time a treasure was to be put by his owner. He waited – days, weeks, months, and years. After several years of existence, unknowingly, a treasure was put by his owner in that treasure box. The owner locked the treasure box for the treasure to be perfectly hidden and kept inside.

The treasure box became happy. He was not anymore alone in this world. He had a friend who he can share his life with. His years of loneliness and longing ended because of that treasure who is in turn giving company to the not-anymore-lonely box.

The treasure and the treasure box cherished their time with each other. They shared their different points of views and their life before and after knowing each other. As usual, they had their laughs, tears, joys, and sorrows, but at least, most of the time; they are fond of keeping each other company. All was well.

The treasure box suddenly feels a different attitude towards the treasure. Friendship turned to affection, affection turned into infatuation, and infatuation suddenly grew to love. He had hidden his true feelings to the treasure. He didn’t know what the treasure will say if he asked her to stay forever. So the treasure box just went with the flow – hiding his emotions, and enjoying his everyday life with his love.

A chilly morning came. Surprisingly, the treasure box suddenly feels his lock being tampered with and being opened. His owner now needs the treasure. Much as he doesn’t want to, the lock opened, and the hands of the owner went inside him, grabbed the treasure, closed the lid, threw the treasure box in the corner of the room, and left.

The treasure box was alone again. He wanted more of his love, but that desire didn’t come into being. He was alone in the vast room again. He blamed himself for not telling his true feelings to the treasure, and his need for her – that without her, his life wouldn’t be the same.

All of a sudden, reality crossed my mind. And now I realize, I was the treasure box; literally, you were my treasure; but, he was your owner…