Pencil, Eraser and A Memory


We live together.

pencil : i’m really sorry

eraser : aahhh.. Not again.!!!

pencil : i’m sorry ’cause you get hurt because of me. Whenever i make a mistake you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time

eraser :  that’s true but i don’t really mind. i was made to do this, accept that. i was made to help you whenever you do something wrong and be happy myself. even though one of these days i know i’ll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, i’m actually happy with my job. so please, stop worrying. i hate seeing you sad. Now smile. (:

eraser : in fact, i must be sorry that i erase your memories.

pencil : u do so to correct me and help me write and live a newer, fresher, happier memory.

Note : Image copyrights – © shawncampbell (Flickr)
Source : shawncampbell (flickr)

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5 Comments

  1. Oh, a bit of you
    lose itself correcting me;
    your destiny

    Your destiny
    finally I understand;
    my own calling

    My own calling
    to help you stay longer;
    let me not err..

    Jayanth your storu inspired the haiku..here… . don’t you find each one independent and connected too… isn’t life exactly the way it is.. independent yet connected..

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