It was yet another week day morning. Mrs Chitterchatter was busy preparing breakfast. M S Subbalaxmi gave her company with recitation of “Suprbhatam”, as usual. Clock went abuzz with the alarm in the children’s bedroom. She expected to see her son come out first and wish her morning. It had been routine since long. So did he. However, there was something more to it today.
“Morning Mommadis! Happy Valentine’s day!”, he said, resting his head on her shoulder while she was stirring with the ladle. She was pleasantly surprised. His tall and lanky figure was awkwardly resting against her short and stout frame. He circled her by wrapping his never-ending arms around her. ‘This is pure bliss…cosy veritable warmth! Nothing can ever come closer to it’, she thought to herself.
It, however, dawned to her that she has forgotten the count of the day. Turning to him, leaving behind the ladle in the pan, she said, “Thank you so much my boy! Wish you a very happy Valentine’s day too! My day is made already”
The Innocent Baby also had reluctantly crawled out of the comforts of her comforter. Following the dialogues in the kitchen, she was taken aback.
Voicing her doubt, she said to the boy, “She is Mom and not your girlfriend!”
“She is a girl and my friend”, replied the boy.
‘The boy really knows a thing or two to please me’, she reflected to herself. The thought reflected in her dimpled smile.
Signalling the boy to bend a bit, girl whispered in his ears, “Valentine’s day is for wishing girlfriend or the boyfriend”. Innocent Baby’s whispers are loud enough for the person in the next room to hear them clearly!
Laughing out at the statement, Mrs Chitterchatter, cleared the air. “Valentine’s day is the occasion to express your love towards every one you love. The more you love others, the more you will be loved back”, she said.
“That means, I will get more gifts, is it Mom?”, checked the girl with twinkle in her eyes.
“Feeling of being loved, itself is a gift. These gifts come wrapped in differently colored papers, though”, said the mother enveloping the little girl in her embrace. “Happy Valentine’s day, sweetie pie”, she continued.
The thought to receiving gifts that was mushrooming in the little girl’s mind, was washed away by the shower of love by mummy dear! She reciprocated by hugging her mother dearly and said aloud, “Same to you”. Leaving her mother very next second, she sprinted to wish her father.
The day started on a happy note. Mrs Chitterchatter however decided to surprise not only the little one but the boys as well with some gifts. First half of the day passed by in pondering over the suitable gifts. All the ideas were either out of her reach or couldn’t be grabbed in half a day.
It was going to be evening. Her idea of surprise gift was about to bite the dust. She grew restless. To ward it off, she decided to arrange her wardrobe. The moment she opened the wardrobe, her eyes fell on the stack of the photo albums.
“Aha, sepia memories and Valentine’s day. That’s a grand combination’, she thought to herself. She felt the sudden surge of spirits.
Mrs Chitterchatter made a collage of the selected photos. She had great time furnishing titles to each item in the collage. On the other side she made three hearts of varying size and decorated them with Zentangle art. Rolling it up, she tied a satin ribbon around it.
Before everyone gathered for the dinner, she presented it to three most precious persons of her life. Everyone was taken aback with surprise. Watching the threesome completely lost in checking out the gift, she felt the veritable warmth once again!
A special thanks to Ms Mayuri Nidigallu for helping me with the title, once again! She is a friend, philosopher, guide and a great source of inspiration and motivation for me and many blogger as well! You can read her musings here and her Tarot readings here
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