Wanna know what I am possessive about?

Now people are more curious about my being possessive about things. There is some extremely happy news then. There is not one thing but there are a few things I have always been possessive about. Let me write about them, then. The first one to top the list are my books. And why I am possessive about them? Because almost all the books that are in my possession now, are books that were given to me by people who mean the world to me. People who love me know well that only books can directly touch my heart. So my books are not just my possessions they are also texts with handwritten messages from people who gifted it to me. Just like new year cards. A few more books which I have in my possession are books that I bought with the money that I saved during my hostel days, and with the money that I earned from giving tuitions to students. These set of books I am possessive about because they gave me company at a time when I needed it. Now ofcourse I so wish that all those lovely books that I have read so far in the pdf format were all a very tangible part of my book shelf but sadly I was a broke as a student and I was addicted to reading , a bookworm as they say. And that is why those pdfs are not in my possession. But that will never stop me from looking forward to all those lovely tangible books that are yet to form a part of my existence. And that reminds me that I finished reading Shashi Deshpande's " That long Silence" after a long time. And I recommend it to all. It truly deserves the Sahitya Akademi award. Second thing that I am possessive about are my wrist watches. Since class six, I had four five of them. I used to wear them suiting my mood and occasion. All were giftsfrom people. But then I was in class eight. And my father gifted me a Sonata watch. It was beautiful with its blue belt. Since then I always wore it for the next ten years and that is to say till and before the 4th sem of my masters. It had an emotional value attached to it. But then after ten long years the machine stopped working and no new machine or battery could help it. In this course of ten years i had to change the belt once and the battery quite a few times. During this span of ten years I also had the opportunity to meet with Titan watches and so on which I gladly passed on to my mother because none of them meant so much as this Sonata watch by my father meant to me. Only once I remember, right after class 12 my father bought me another Sonata watch. I grew close to it too. I used to wear this watch and the other watch quite often. But during the course of my third year I lost it.Someone stole it. I still remember the day and my endless musing to get it back which my classmates especially Madhulina had to cope. I even shared it with the senior most professor of our department that day along with the other mishaps that took place the very day. It was a horrible, horrible day and I remember dedicating an entire blog post to that episode in my life. Never mind. I grew out of it. And then Supernatural came to my life and until recently I used to wear a thick wrist watch, a cheap local one but good enough, inspired from Dean Winchester. People came flocking to me just to convey me that I was wearing a boy's watch in case I did not know. Gender discrimination again. I gave a middle finger to them sometimes with my actions and sometimes mentally. But it stopped too. Three months back. And I stopped wearing a wrist watch. Friends who know me will know how unnatural it was for me to not wear one. But now after three months I got another one for myself. It should well do for atleast a few months, if not less. Fingers crossed. And I am possessive about it now. I wear it even when I go to sleep. But that is the only watch I have for now ( I say this with a heavy heart). My long history with watches have finally unleashed then. And I will share about what might happen next in my life when it comes to wrist watches. The third thing I am possessive about is my kohl or kajal pencil. I started wearing it when I was in class eight and this pretty much describes the eerie connection I have with this number. I teach class eight too. What is wrong? Anyway. So what was i saying? Kajal pencils. O yes. From the handmade ones to the reasonably priced ones to switching over to iconic kajal pencils costing 170 bucks. But I don't mind spending my money on them. I love decorating my eyes with them. Come on. I am a bong after all and a woman can dress up the way she wants to, always. So, my kajal pencil makes me go crazy and I take care of them like my baby. Baby reminds me of the 4th thing I am possessive about. My fandom merchandized goods. Though I don't have too many of them but the few that I have are my kids and all the supernatural t-shirts and harry potter snitch, wand and mug that I am planning to buy will get the deserved and worthy care a child is supposed to get from a mother. How I love them?! Now readers before I started writing my blog I used to write in a diary. Since class five till the first year of my college, I wrote in a maroon diary. It was so close and still is. And that is not the only diary that I was so posssessive about. I had three other diaries in my possession. One was fat and dedicated to all my harry potter cuts from papers and photos. The other was dedicated to my friends. And another was to all the crushes that I had in my life. I smile as i write this. But now I have my blog but often I think of maintaining a diary for my DPS memories. I saw a beautiful, beautiful diary in the market a few days back but I was in a hurry and could not buy it. The next time when i went to the shop, that diary was sold. And all other diaries looked plain, frail and horribly normal. So I kept myself satisfied with my blog or e- diary. There are two more things I am possessive about. The first thing being my cell phone. I can't live without it for god's sake. It has all that it is supposed to have and all that it is not supposed to have.It is a blessing and curse of the new age and I am glued to it all the time. The other thing and hopefully the last one is my wardrobe. My clothes. Possessive for obvious reasons. Perfume bottles and shoes too I am possessive about. Not to forget my huge box of earrings. So it was not the last one. I am a woman with needs and priorities after all. P.S- It just dawned on me that too many likeable goods can give me peace and happiness only for sometime. Or rather it would be more appropriate to tell that commodities that give me happiness does not give me peace. Are not able to give me enough peace. They make me more restless because i become so protective and possessive about them. But that won't ever stop my greed from having more of them. The utility gives me satisfaction and I live for it.