A CUP OF MEMORY....

I am sitting on my room’s floor taking the support of the balcony’s door, sipping my coffee leisurely. I look at the shadows of a small plant my mom planted a couple of years back.

My thoughts slipped two years back to the day when we first kept the pot there. It was just few seeds when one day mom brought them and decided to plant them in a pot. I and my sister fought with my mother, when she decided to keep the pot in her room’s balcony. We gave her a hundred reasons to support our argument. Finally one of them worked perfectly; our balcony had the perfect sunlight and environment for its growth. Initially we nurtured the plant with a lot of love and care. Few months later we went in the balcony numerous times but did not bother to look at the plant. In a year’s time we nearly forgot the plant. As time passed we got busy with our own schedules. A year passed and we forgot the fight with mom over the plant along with its existence in the balcony and thus in our lives.

It is a cold winter afternoon. The sunlight is very pleasing. I can feel the warmth all inside. The plant is still here. It has become a bit old now. Its leaves are all over the ground and so are its flowers. The balcony’s floor looks beautiful with scattered flowers and leaves all over. I watch them and feel bliss. Thank god we fought with mom that day!

I sip the rest of the coffee and sit quietly for few more minutes. Then I get up, close the door and get busy with my usual life.

That’s what life is all about. They say life is the only constant change. Life keeps changing every second and we don’t even realise it. So many things and people enter our lives and leave, some stay for long some don’t. Some please us, for other we shed tears. But nothing remains there. Everything that comes has to leave and all we are left with is a MEMORY.

There are times when we are really happy in a phase of life. When things go wrong we cry over them for hours and days and months....sometimes years! But then there comes a day when we forget it all. We grow past those things and we don’t care about them anymore. We do think about them in our lonely quiet times, but that’s a rarity.

Memories are an essential part of the life’s journey because they give us a reason to smile and cry. They teach us lessons that we would have never learnt otherwise.

So, here I am thanking all those people who ever came into my life even for a second because they have made my MEMOIRE really wonderful!