The Gift...

Today was a special day. It was her birth day. I wanted to gift her something special. After several days of thinking, I finally made my mind to gift a jewel. I woke in the morning at 10. She stood before me with a coffee like a kid eagerly waiting for her exam result. With no reaction, I took the coffee from her and went out to read newspaper.
She came and sat next to me. I can see the disappointment in her. But I did not want to spoil the surprise. I wondered how she will react to my gift. I know she loves me more than anything in the world. We have always shared everything. There was not even a single secret between us. We had several fights too. There was one fight after which I saw her crying alone in the kitchen. That was the last time I fought with her.
Every day I wish I spend some time with her but I never got a chance to do that. Today she came and sat next to me. I looked at her. She was expecting me to say something. After a minute, I spoke. “Is my breakfast ready?” With disappointment and frustration, she went to prepare breakfast. But still she was not angry with me. I didn’t want to make her wait anymore. This is the right time for me to give her my gift.
I still can’t wait to see her expression when I hand over that to her. I wish she will tell me that she loves me. Even though I know she loves me, she has never told this to me. All words are not special. But when it comes from a special person, it gives us a feeling that we are at the top of the world even though the person who tells don’t realize how we value that.
I slowly went to the drawer, took my gift and went to the kitchen. Hiding it behind me, I touched her. She turned and looked at me. “It’s for you” I said handing over the gift. Unwrapping the gift, she stared at me. With a little drop of tears at her eyes, she gave me a smile that I felt will fill my senses forever. Wiping her tears I said “I love you, Mom” and walked away. Still she did not speak the words that I expected her to. But there are no words in earth that can ever express the way how we feel for others, are they?

You too Brutus.....

It was 8.58 PM on a Friday night. I was rushing to catch the train for my home town. All the things happened today went flashing in to my mind.
“You guys are inviting all your friends to your home. Don’t you see people living nearby” – My House Owner.
“If you have some common sense, you would not have done this.” - My Project Manager.
“My girl is waiting for me. I got to meet her now. Can you please send the delivery files for me to Onsite today” - My Colleague.
“Machi, are you going to our home town? Can you give this parcel to my cousin tomorrow?” – My best friend.
And here I am running to catch my train scheduled at 9.10 PM. I can feel my heart pumping more blood than it can. I remembered my compartment number as S8. Wait a second. Is it S8 or S12. I usually keep tickets in my bag. My train started moving and I have no time to check now. I ran and got into the last compartment. Finally am into the train now. Sometimes doing things successfully at the last moment gives us more satisfaction than completing it well ahead in time.
I confirmed my compartment number as S8 and started walking towards mine. The train was fully crowded. Suddenly I heard someone calling my name and was surprised to see a beautiful girl smiling at me. I remember seeing her somewhere.
“Hey Nazir, don’t u recognize me. I am Swetha. Your college mate da”. She said.
“Hey, hi”. I replied hiding my shock. How come she became so beautiful? I know most of the girls go to beauty parlor at least once in 20 days. But this is unbelievable!!!
We spoke for some time until her mobile started ringing. I peeped at her mobile display. It displayed “swht” calling. Wait a minute. What does that mean? Is it sweet heart ?
“Hey, I will talk to you later” she said asking for my mobile number. You too, Brutus. End of friendship.