It was five past t
welve and I sat on my bed, trying her cell. The networks sometimes negated the existence of the number and the other times were unable to connect. I kept on trying and during all this while, I savored all possible lame excuses that an operator can ever serve.I cursed my operator like hell and in parallel left no stone unturned in ramming both my head and my phone (I realized it today when I found a signs of spoil on it). Every time it failed to establish a nexus, I felt helpless like someone who has been condemned from serving the nature’s call.
At quarter past twelve, it finally connected.
A faint voice, a tad drowsy, a morsel groggy wished me hello from the other side.
Thwarting all pleasantries aside, I said, “Happy birthday!!”
For a while silence prevailed as if something unexpected had shaped up (I forget to wish her every time). Then she said, “So you didn’t forget it…”
I didn’t say anything…I was too engrossed in absorbing the verve of moment.
She then, in a meticulously posed voice, said, “Thank you!!”
And I said, “Anything for you, ma’am!!”
We then talked for a while and finally I hung up.
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This conversation was between me and the first lady I got smitten to…Even today I go gaga when I get to see her. She is my mum.
That short lived moment though took the least of the effort but may be, was the best birthday present I have ever gifted her with…Inexpensive but precious!!!
The swing of surprise in her voice…
The tinge of gaiety in her gesture…
And the spark of delight in her eyes…were all short lived but were worth billions though not for her (I am not sure) but for me (at least)…
It gave me the happiness; I was waiting for, for eons (at least the last fortnight which took an eon to pass)
And the moment registered in the top 50 moments of my life…
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The happiest moments are short lived. Though they are diminutive but they help us to sail through the nebulous austere waters of life when we keep waiting for a silver line in the blur of dismay.
So let’s grab all such silver lines and make a star of our own!!
