I purchased a very beautiful photo frame about a year or so ago. It is round, antique-like effect and encrusted with little jewels all around it. At the top is the finishing touch – pink flower with leaves in a varnish finishing which picks up the colours of the rest of the frame. It has been sitting in my draw since the day I bought it. There was never the right photo to suit it, so it just sat there ever so quietly.
Once in a while, I would think that an ok-ish image had come along
and I would place it into the frame, but soon enough would remove it because for some unbeknown reason, it didn’t seem to ‘fit’.
A few weeks ago, went to my niece’s birthday party. My sister and I had a photo taken. That photo came out so beautiful; too beautiful to just be sitting on my shelf or with the rest of the photographs- in a shoe box. I decided that I would go and buy a frame especially for it before it suddenly hit me that I may have something for it: I nearly had forgotten all about that lonely frame.
The photo was a little big, so I cut it slightly and it fit … and then I realised that the frame was meant for that particular photo – my sister is wearing a pink top which is in tune with the beauty of the frame that they both sit gorgeously together.
It makes me think that everything in this world has a fit somewhere. Life cannot be so cruel that there exists one thing without its partner. Like my frame which has waited for the one to adorn it and like the photo that would be taken years after the frame was made ready to adorn and be adorned by it. It is always time that separates but when it is right then naturally somehow you find what is yours.
” Nasreen Akhtar (via Ordinary Girl’s Ordinary Blog)
