He had misplaced a piece from his favorite puzzle.
For days he cribbed about it.
Along the years he lost a few more pieces,each time it hurt him.
He, however ,never learnt a lesson.
On some occasions he'd often find a lost piece, behind the closet.
Nothing made him happier.
One day , he looked at the incomplete picture, strangely, it had never looked more beautiful to him.
He realised how sometimes, in the imperfection we find beauty.
He no more desired to complete the picture. He realised,the lost pieces only made him appreciate the incomplete picture more.
Let those who you lose be lost , probably that's the way it's meant to be.
The ones who are needed to complete the picture will always be found.
The ones who are lost, are those pieces ,who ,by disappearing are making your picture even more beautiful,they de clutter your picture.
One day you ll see , just as he saw. And it will make sense.
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