Eulogy for a lost purse

i lost my purse yesterday.. it slipped out of my hand on a rainy road and before i realised something was wrong sum idiot picked it up.. it was plain black purse with a blue butterfly embroidery.. nothing remarkable.. but it was a part of me.. for the last 3 years it had been my constant companion in bankruptcy and wealth.. i had paid my entrance test money from it.. it was there when rajit proposed.. i know it sounds silly.. me whining abt a purse but i can't help but feel extremely sad abt it.. oh! how i loved that big black purse.. its feel in my hands when i went shopping , banking or just plain paying the autowallah.. i so miss it.. this morning i when i was leaving for college i searched around for it and then sad realisation struck me.. i had lost my purse.. i had more or less abandoned it on a waterlogged road on a dark rainy night and nothing i can do can bring its familiar contours back to me... nothing can bring back its familiar smell.. i feel as if i've lost someone i love..