It was world health day yesterday . So first i thought of writing about being grateful for my health . As #BlogchatterA2Z writing challenge is going on and it's the turn of letter G today so G for Grateful pretty goes well .
But then i found the 'Grateful' idea to be boring for today so after a lot of speculation the idea of writing about a special Gift elated me . G for Gift is quite exciting . Isn't it ?
So here's my story :
Actually It has been 17 years of my marriage and for the last 16 years my hubby has never gifted me anything on my birthdays or anniversaries . No doubt i ask for it everytime and you know what he replies everytime ' Abhi to diya tha itna mehnga gift ! '
To chalo kuch saal peeche chalte hain ....when i was doing my postgraduation . I used to see some of the the girls spending lots of time on dresses and make-up ; I also used to see their boyfriends waiting for them outside the hostel to take them out for an evening . And on the dinner table those girls used to talk of the gifts they got from those nice evenings .
Hum the science wale studious or should i say dumbo .....not being able to differentiate even between a mascara and eyeshadow . But dil to paagal hai .......i.also used to dream when will a prince come and take me on his bike and like other girls i would also flaunt a gift .
Well few years passed ; I finished my studies and started with a job in a school but no Shahrukh came playing mandolin for me as in DDLJ except my dad occasionally coming to pick me up from my school on his Vespa scooter .
Time passed and my marriage was fixed ( arranged marriage ofcourse) After the engagement day i could feel some love vibes in the air . There was no whatsapp or facebook, just a landline at home . He once called on our landline and took my Dad's permission to take me out for an evening the next day . That date was at the excuse of shopping for marriage . But we went to a park and talked for hours amidst the soft musical fountains .
In a sudden moment he took out from his jacket
a box beautifully wrapped in red and also there was a red rose along with it . Awwwww…that moment was so romantic . I wished he could bend too on his knees !!!!! I opened the gift with an adrenaline rush in my heart and Wow …It was a phone …..It was a Nokia mobile phone ……you know that old tik tik phone which used to have that snake game ....yes that phone – it was the first phone of my life and it was that Mehnga Gift my husband has been reiterating all these years .....
I think it was the preciousness of the moment that was priceless. And of course in early mobile days, having a mobile itself was a luxury!
ReplyDeleteGlad to connect with you Monika after a long long while.
O Hi Anagha ! How are you !! its been so long . Thanks dear.
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