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It has to be here. Last it was kept in that tiny medicine-pill box. (2013, Rainy day in Jakarta, she was visiting a local flea market with her Boss. He suggested her to buy the tiny medicine pill box as SIM card storage.) It was a wonderful idea. She had been struggling with her huge pile of SIM cards, changing every other two weeks, as she hopped on and off around the world for her work. It was actually Boss’ wife's brilliant idea; to store sim cards in the pill box. Women! It has been over a decade but she still goes back to that day whenever this tiny pill box is in her sight. It is amazing how small things, like a magnet, attract memories forgotten or probably stored neatly inside our brains somewhere. On any unsuspected day, a tiny Neuron might hit that storage brain-shelf and drop that memory box off the brain-shelf. Bam! A day dream erupts, a nostalgia creeks in and 2013 is fresh as a daisy in your mind. Nuts! ‘Aah, here you are’ She finds the pill box in her white basket w