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It was Christmas eve. All houses down the lane were studded
with X'mas lights in their balconies. One couldn’t see many Christmas trees
around here, Christians being scarce in the vicinity. In one of these homes were
a little girl who found the absence of Christmas trees and Santa Clause deeply
upsetting.
She wished for a Christmas like they showed in the movies; with all the gifts and surprises, get-togethers and decorations! She sure couldn’t do it all on her own. But she knew she at least had to try.
She wished for a Christmas like they showed in the movies; with all the gifts and surprises, get-togethers and decorations! She sure couldn’t do it all on her own. But she knew she at least had to try.
So here she was, peeping out the window to make sure her
family wasn’t back from work yet. Rushing back to the bedroom, she sat sewing
slim sponge slices into cones to make a tiny Christmas tree. She had all of
half an hour every day to secretly make the gifts; when no one else was home. Couldn’t
spoil the surprise now could she?
It was almost done by Christmas eve; a three layered
thermocol Christmas cake for her mom, a snowman made of tissue paper for her
dad, and that sponge X'mas tree for her sister. A neat drawing, as she liked to believe, of
Santa’s face was to be her mask. She’d also gotten a red top, red pants and a
red belt ready. All that was left was to get a bag to tuck in the gifts and a
tummy for Santa. That evening she tried stuffing every pillow in the house under
her top. Sadly, all pillows were the size of her own torso and just wouldn’t
stay. Much to her dismay, the tummy idea had to be chucked.
Finally, the D-day arrived. All set, she waited for her
family to end up together in the living room, which proved to be a herculean
task. She ended up dragging everyone into the same place in the name of a
‘something’ she couldn’t tell them. So much for a small surprise!
Keeping them put, she rushed ‘backstage’ to the bedroom and
got dressed up in a jiffy. And off she went with a sweet and meek ‘Ho ho ho!’
that resembled nothing like a Santa’s laugh. But who cared after all, this was
family. And surprised they were! Very pleased too, she could say. For they made
her go back and come again so they could shoot a video of it and remember it
forever.
Years later, she sat watching the video of once upon a time.
Oh, the things they did as kids. She’d forgotten the last time she’d given such
a surprise to her family. Had life kept her so very busy since then? Talk about
resolutions and goals by the year’s end, now she had hers too. Pulling out her
diary, she wrote it down,
“This holiday season I promise to give a surprise to my family.”
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Indeed Darshana. celebrations and festivals are always synonymous with joys and time spent with family....well written
ReplyDeleteIndeed Darshana. celebrations and festivals are always synonymous with joys and time spent with family....well written
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