My Shawl

It is a blue and brown shawl with violet hanging threads. It has very intricate designs, of mangoes, flowers, rectangles, leaves, stars and what not. It’s my favorite and keeps me warm on a chilly night. I sometimes drape it on my knees when I am sitting at my desk. I could say that it is one of my symbols, or something that defines my individuality. The violet and white threads at the ends of the shawl are either hanging loose or knotted together like a braid. It hangs on the back of the sofa, which I am using as a table. The sight of it helps me relax and think of warm, fuzzy and happy thoughts. But just thinking that I, alone, is the center of my universe; makes me feel less important than what I claim on myself. So I notice that I digress from “my shawl” and decide its times to look at it and admire the warmth and coziness of its texture.