Lost

When we lose something, when exactly we lose it?
The feeling of having lost something valuable and the pain that its brings along can not be described easily. So i wont even try to. But rather lets look at the knowledge of the loss.

Exhibit I.

I had received a bag of "white rabbits", some sort of candy. Obviously the content are trivial but the source wasnt. So I had cherished the stuff. After a few days of consuming the contents slowly, I for the fear of exhausting it started abstaining from further consumption.The bag lay in my drawer for some time. One fine day I opened the drawer to find that it was not there. Thats when I realised that the possesion lost. But it wasnt to be. Actually some family member while cleaning the drawer had shifted it to the refrigerator. The bag still had about a dozen of candies. The fear of exhaustion continued and I absolutely refrained from eating any. However probably because the same logic was not known to others in my family the quantity gradually diminished. It came to such a situation that till 2 days back there was only 1 item left. I assumed it that since this was the only one left for quite some time it will remain here. Untill yesterday when I opened the fridge door and didnt find it. That was the second time the feeling of losing it dawned on me. Much to my joy I later  found that someone had thrown it in the wastebin thinking it was rotten. I was relieved but as I didnt want to seem eccentric picking up stuff from the wastebin made a mental note of the fact that it is lying there and would pick it up at an opportune moment. I slept over it. And absolutely forgot about it the next day. When finally I recollected the resolution it was too late and the wastebin was already cleared in the day. Losing something for the third time doesnt make it any easier.