#242 …when she treasures the gifts that he gave him.

I was on my cleaning drive just before the Diwali, when I relived an entire episode from my past life. It began with the wardrobe when I stumbled upon an Aqua green tee that was too small a size to fit me now. When my maid asked me to give it away, I protested. How could I? It was the only apparel that he ever bought me. I am to keep it with me till eternity. I got up, went to my CD collection and took out a particular disc. One look at it and anybody would know it wouldn’t read anymore with the no. of scratches that it had. But I placed it back, safely. Next was my bookshelf. After 10 mins of searching in that unorganized heap, I got what I was looking for. “Five point someone” I opened it and caressed the first page. It still had the words “Happy reading” handwritten with the date and signature, though the ink had faded a little. I finally went to my side table and picked up the teddy. Couldn’t stop my tears from rolling down my cheek – not now, not then. When he gifted me that as a parting gift 8 years ago!!