Always...
Close your eyes and think about all the "always" in your life. When we are kids we know parents, teachers, homework, play, punishment would always be there. Years go by, the list get altered. Some friends, parents, professors make it to the list. Then begins the quest of finding that someone who would always be there.
On the most important day in our lives, perhaps in the most romantic setting by the sea or mountain or it could be a drab old ruin standing as testimony to the years gone by or it could be in a cozy corner in a restaurant that the words are uttered, "I"ll always be there for you". Short sentence but think about the weight it carries. The dreams it helps to weave along. The peace and strength that the word "always" can offer. Its powerful, magic almost eternal.
Years have goneby and my "always" list has gone through its fair share of changes. Some forever and others I hope to bring back to my list someday.
It was August and I was busy shopping for my daughter's birthday. Hopping from one shop to the other, bargaining, looking, buying some and then moving on. Suddenly without notice big drops of rain started falling and before I could say "umbrella", I was soaked to my skin. Quickly I moved under a shelter because that is what we have always done. I couldn't help but curse my self about forgetting to get my umbrella along. Why is it that I always forget it when I leave home? Age catching up I told my cold self sternly.
The rain decided not to stop. I looked across the road and saw a bunch of kids playing in the rain. We always did that when we were young. Then a bus came and stopped, out jumped a little schoolgirl with ponytails. Simultaneously, a lady dashed from beside me, swiftly opening the umbrella and holding it above the girl. Did I spot a moment of disappointment in her eyes but it soon broke into a smile as she greeted her mother. I heard their fading conversation as they walked away. The girl was saying "I knew you would be there with an umbrella".
Thats why I forget it everytime!! I always knew that there would be someone with an umbrella everytime it rained. "Always" change to "sometimes" if we are lucky.
A little tug at my sari made me come back to the rain. A little boy with soaked clothes offering me an umbrella to walk to my car. A rupee he said were his charges. I smiled and walked out with him. Thank God that still there is someone to hold an umbrella even if it comes with a paltry price.
On the most important day in our lives, perhaps in the most romantic setting by the sea or mountain or it could be a drab old ruin standing as testimony to the years gone by or it could be in a cozy corner in a restaurant that the words are uttered, "I"ll always be there for you". Short sentence but think about the weight it carries. The dreams it helps to weave along. The peace and strength that the word "always" can offer. Its powerful, magic almost eternal.
Years have goneby and my "always" list has gone through its fair share of changes. Some forever and others I hope to bring back to my list someday.
It was August and I was busy shopping for my daughter's birthday. Hopping from one shop to the other, bargaining, looking, buying some and then moving on. Suddenly without notice big drops of rain started falling and before I could say "umbrella", I was soaked to my skin. Quickly I moved under a shelter because that is what we have always done. I couldn't help but curse my self about forgetting to get my umbrella along. Why is it that I always forget it when I leave home? Age catching up I told my cold self sternly.
The rain decided not to stop. I looked across the road and saw a bunch of kids playing in the rain. We always did that when we were young. Then a bus came and stopped, out jumped a little schoolgirl with ponytails. Simultaneously, a lady dashed from beside me, swiftly opening the umbrella and holding it above the girl. Did I spot a moment of disappointment in her eyes but it soon broke into a smile as she greeted her mother. I heard their fading conversation as they walked away. The girl was saying "I knew you would be there with an umbrella".
Thats why I forget it everytime!! I always knew that there would be someone with an umbrella everytime it rained. "Always" change to "sometimes" if we are lucky.
A little tug at my sari made me come back to the rain. A little boy with soaked clothes offering me an umbrella to walk to my car. A rupee he said were his charges. I smiled and walked out with him. Thank God that still there is someone to hold an umbrella even if it comes with a paltry price.
posted by Autumn Leaf | 7:37 PM
1 Comments:
This piece will always remain special for me. All I can say how special it is for me is that it inspired me to start my own blog all over again! Brilliant piece:)vz
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