My often depressed looking cousin was looking more depressed last week. He was wondering around without any purpose. Then open his cupboard, and started searching for something. After a while he was sitting in front of me looking inside in his wallet and counting money inside. I asked why he is so depressed and looking at his wallet in this way. He said that few weeks back his girl friend’s friend got a latest mobile. I asked that what it has to do with him. He said that after having a look of that mobile, his girl friend is demanding for the same model as a gift on her upcoming birthday. The cell did cost pocket money of my cousin of five months (as he is a mere student so far). I just tapped on his shoulders (as a person with light pocket is not supposed to more than that) and came out of his room. So this is the mode of action of our relationships. There was a time when for a beloved a single rose presented with love and sincerity was more than everything. A lover spen...
No flower always smells the same , No butterfly always sheds the same color from its wings ,No happy incident always holds the same stamina to make one smile, No sad happening always keep one sad. None holds eternity except one thing that is BOOK. Last day, I visited my favorite bookshop. After a long endeavor, I managed this visit. When I was strolling between bookshelves, my heart was feeling a strange ecstasy as if I am going to hunt a buried treasure. Then I found my treasure: a complete collection of my favorite writer Chaim Potok. I don’t remember that how much old this relationship between me and books. But I know one thing that keeps this relationship stronger and alive. And that thing is my wish to keep myself fresh and to add new flavors to apparently the same looking life. I can’t claim that reading is the only habit that keeps one fresh yet I am enough assure to say that books are really selfless friends they just shower upon you immense happiness and demands nothing ...
Today my father gave me a Hug. Wow! It felt me so special. Very reassuring as it assured me my father’s love for me. Very protective as it gave me a feeling of being inside an aura of affection. Very calm as it soothed me while I was out-raged by a hell of reasons. I and my father, were having a kind of continues arguments since last many days. But today I had a quarrel with my younger brother as he did something wrong .I wept a lot. I was so disturbed .But then among such a teasing moments I got something. A hug –From a father to his daughter- I know everything will be fine. Soon the differences of my younger brother with rest of the family will boil down. Yet the affectionate gesture of my father will always be with me.
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