Do you have any collections?
Yes, I do. I have both philately and numismatic collections—I’m passionate about collecting stamps and coins. I’m especially drawn to items that are tiny, rare, and beautiful, so anything unique or delicately crafted easily catches my interest.
There’s a quiet kind of joy in collecting — not the loud, fleeting thrill of impulse, but the slow, deliberate love of tiny things that hold entire worlds within them.
For years, I’ve been surrounded by history — not in books or museums, but in my own home. Ancient Indian coins, fragile postage stamps, rare postal covers, fading currency notes, a few foreign coins and old court fee papers with official stamps and handwritten signatures. Each one, a whisper from another time.
These pieces aren’t just antiques. They’ve been my companions. My teachers. My connection to stories that came long before me.
I didn’t come to this world of philately and numismatics on my own. My late husband was a passionate dealer and collector — he had the eye, the instinct, the knowledge. I watched him handle old coins with reverence, describe a stamp’s historical context like it was a scene from a movie, and spot a rare note at a glance. He didn’t just collect; he curated. He taught me to see the beauty in detail, the value in preservation, and the patience it takes to wait for just the right addition to a collection.
After he passed, I kept the collection going for a while. In part, because I loved it. But also, because it was a way of keeping a part of him alive.
But lately, the weight — both literal and emotional — has grown heavier. The coins are beautiful, but they’re heavy and difficult to store. The stamps and envelopes are delicate, needing careful preservation, the kind that takes time, attention, and space I no longer have. And I’ve come to a quiet realization: it may be time to let them go.
Not all at once. Not to just anyone. But to the right people — those who feel the same sense of wonder I did when I first held a piece of the past in my hands.
Many of these items are rare. Some, expensive. All of them are meaningful. If a passionate buyer comes along — someone who truly understands their value, not just in money but in memory — I’ll be ready to part with them. I’d like to believe my collection will go on to inspire someone new, just as it once inspired me. Maybe even start a new chapter in someone else’s journey.
This isn’t just a sale. It’s a passing of the torch.
To those who treasure history in the form of tiny, rare, and beautiful things — my door is open.
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