Bottle Of Dust

I went to India when I was 10. I remember very little about it but I brought back this tiny glass bottle full of ash that I must have picked up somewhere, its special to me because I know its from long ago and far away but I can’t remember what the ash was or why I made such an effort to bring it back, but I know there would have been a very romantic reason. So it has an added air of mystery.

Suki, Student, 21, London UK.

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