INDELIBLE MEMORIES

Memories are warm blankets to warm us on the coldest nights

I saw this quote on a bill board while I was travelling in the bus. Plenty of memories in my life still I have got very few as my favourites. It maybe the frozen mornings at early 6am when me & my sister used to watch cartoons, wrapped within one blanket. It can be the dully afternoons when we play our silly games where we both sleep next to our mother on either sides and start throwing a piece of cloth to each other. And when our mother catches the cloth, we both pretend as if we are slumbering. It maybe the evenings when we both sit with our copies and books like as if we are the scholars for the up coming fourth generations but all we do was gossiping about every single thing, losing our breath in laughing. It may be the shopkeeper game we play with our own accessories with money made up of papers. Anything of this, holds a large part in my heart that makes me smile for absolutely no reason.

There are the times when we have cried on each other’s shoulders and there are times when we laughed together on our lame jokes. There are times when we have argued a little and then we get back like it never happened. I claim her as my secret diary but she would hold a whole library if it comes to write on papers that how much she knows me.

The whole world is busy talking on true love , I thought true love don’t exists. What love is? Efforts, Care, Patience, Respect, Trust, Appreciation, Protection and LOVE itself.

In the days when she cooks, she always cooks the dishes I love, at first. Even if she has to eat a very little of that, she always prefer my choices before hers. If I ever confess her my wish list, she puts it in her cart. And she puts every thing into it until she get it for me. (EFFORTS CHECKED!)

The days when I get low, she always knows the ways to uplift my mood. There are times when we both go and grow through the same situations. When we both feel apart. But she has always hide her scars to keep a bandage on mine. She has painted my smiles through her pains. (CARE CHECKED!)

She usually comes to pick me up from my classes. Even if I get late, she waits for me there without any hesitation. One day, It was my in one of my open mic competition when she came to pick me up but I was stuck on the event and wasn’t able to get out from that. I called her and informed “You go to home please. I’ll be late. So I will go by bus later.” and I hung up. Hours later when the event was finally over I came back from the auditorium to get my bus as soon. I knew she was gone cause that’s what anyone could have done. Surprisingly, when I went to the gate, I saw her still waiting for me to pick up. Like she could stand there alone for hours just because I won’t have to travel by bus? (PATIENCE CHECKED!)

“Youngers are never respected by the elders”, They said. But I have grown up with shouting at her like I am the elder one. She has always claimed me mature and asks me before every single thing she do. She has always included me in her every decisions. She has always put my opinions as her priority. (RESPECT CHECKED!)

Every time I have gave up on myself, she acts as the gasoline to my fire of desire. The days when I feel certain things are not made for me, she makes me believe that I’m made for everything. She has always believed in me like no one has. And with a proud heart I could say, whatever I’m today Its just for her and trust or belief on me. (TRUST CHECKED!)

The days when I achieve even the smallest thing, I always hear the loudest clapping sound of the same hands with the same proud smile, with the same cheer, with the same appreciation. She claps so hard that I never noticed who didn’t. (APPRECIATION CHECKED!)

If any single finger points towards me, she makes sure the person becomes handless on the other day. It maybe for my career, my choices, my dreams or even on my faults, I never ever had to take stand for myself cause she always acts as the strongest pillar willing to fight with every single hurdle that blocks my way. (PROTECTION CHECKED!)

And probably it would be better if I don’t write about the love she gives me. Cause my strengths can write pages not a world’s biggest library. If I put one star for her each way of love, I could build a galaxy the next day. She is the eternal sky with the patches of pain as clouds and still showers all her love on me. If I fail with words, she becomes the sentence. If I fail with swords to fight, she becomes my shield to defeat. If I have ever seen any selfless form of love, then its definitely from her. Since the day I was born to this day, If I put the minor things she has done for me all together, then god would be jealous of me. (LOVE CHECKED!)

Looking at her face, I will always say… “YES, TRUE LOVE DOES EXIST.”