The things I have left behind or to be precise forgotten has always made me feel that some day or the other will come back to me eventually. Like Jacob’s imprints on Renesmee in Twilight, the Fastrack watch which disappeared mysteriously , the walkman which i bought from my first ever salary along with innumerable other things that i lost has my imprints on them and one fine day they will find their eternal way back to me.
The title also reminds me of the famous dialogue of JK Rowling from Harry Potter “Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.” So like Luna’s lost shoe which hangs from the porch, I too keep searching for my lost things in all possible unexpected places or is it not the end yet. Awaiting!!!