It's holiday times. Semester has end. Everyone is already gone home. I am also on my way and would probably reach tomorrow(seeing the condition of the fog, nothing yet can be predicted). Today, while packing my stuff, something very strange happened. A feeling struck me in a surprise. Doesn't it happens sometimes? A thought, a feeling, a fact hits you very sharply and after that you cannot get rid of it for hours. It keep revolving inside your head for quite an amount of time.How differently and randomly it happens though is a completely different issue we are not going talk about today.
Why don't I give a little bit of backdrop so that you are familiar with what we are talking about today! I had to buy a pack of handkerchiefs because I am falling short of them. Or to be very precise, I have none of them. And like every other work, buying some handkerchiefs also remains pending(Exams I tell you!). I still don't have them, because of the lazy ass I have become.During the last holidays(the Diwali one),I asked mum(mom) to keep some of them in the packing.After I came back and emptied my packing,I searched for handkerchiefs in my almirah, but found none. May be she forgot to keep them. But that rarely happens, happened never in my case. Well, seems like her old age is now showing effects. Wake up! Flashback ends!
Back to packing my bags today,while packing in some t-shirts which were buried now for almost a month inside my cabinet(you rarely use them in winters), I found a group of handkerchiefs between the t-shirts with my initials written with on them with a permanent marker.Immediately i got carried away by a wave of thoughts. I said it never happens in my case! I was so overwhelmed by the thought that I couldn't stop my self from writing this. The love a mother can shower on her kid is in-measurable by any scale probably made on earth, if a scale to measure love does exists anyways! And after a long and tiresome and gruesome day, here I am, in the front of my computer screen after so many days, not watching a movie or listening songs (or you know..), but doing what i love to do the most - Write!
Adios! :-)
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