The Christmas Present. Flash Fiction by Manatita

“O Forgiver of all my shortcomings,
Forgive me.
A new hope is being born in my heart.
I shall cry from today on
To grow into Perfection’s beauty-delight." -Sri Chinmoy.


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It was in the early hours of the morning, 0200 hrs to be precise, when the call came. Shaynani was in bed and fast asleep, when the loud ringing of his home telephone resonated through his ears, and awakened his consciousness. Stretching out his hand to the mantelpiece, he picked up the phone and in his sleepy voice said:

“Hello?”

The desperate request from the woman at the end of the line, made him sit bolt upright, as he remembered her.

“Can I see you now?” She said earnestly.

Shaynani paused, and life began to take shape in his still foggy mind. It had been eight years since she left. The two girls were now 12, and doing well at school. Shaynani had tried as hard as any man could to bring up his kids, and by all appearances, they were now doing excellently. They were both kind, courteous, loving, and had done extremely well at school. Both had passed their eleven plus with flying colours, and both were in private school. Life was a struggle, yes, but with God’s most kind benevolence, somehow he had managed.

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Ramona was sometimes prone to coming home late, and being the good husband that he was, Shaynani had never questioned her. His parents were a benchmark for decency, and had taught him well. He had learnt to believe; to have Faith in God; to serve humanity in need; to recognise that each Soul has its own troubles, and that its thought turns largely upon itself.

Shaynani remembered vividly the day that Ramona left. Somehow his parents teachings were of little comfort to him then. He recalled the letter that she had left beneath the pillow; how she had found better pastures and was taking her leave. She trusted him to look after the children, she said, and Shaynani did not hear a thing until six years later. By then she had gone through two husbands, as well as some broken relationships, and life was hard.

All these thoughts flashed through Shaynani’s mind in seconds, as the tears flowed copiously from his eyes.

“Yes.” Whispered Shaynani, for fear of awaking the kids. “Where are you?”

“I’ll be at your door in ten minutes, Ramona said softly.”

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And so she came. Innebriated, dishevelled, a can of Carlsberg in her right hand and an unsteady swagger, she looked like she had not seen a beautician for quite some time. Yet Shaynani remembered his wife, and could see that beneath the shadows, she was still extremely beautiful.

“Hi!” She said, half-drunkenly and half embarrassed.

“Hi!” Replied Shaynani.

Summoning all her strength, and with some level of insecurity, Ramona threw the can across the street and said strangely. “How has it been?”

How has it been? Shaynani bent his head in the darkness, hoping that the woman he once loved did not see the precious drops falling from his lids.

“Fine.” He replied.

As if feeling a mixture of guilt and loneliness, Ramona turned away slowly and said.

“I’m leaving now. Please call me tomorrow.”

“Shall I call a taxi? “ Said Shaynani.

“Yes.”

“What is your address?” And she gave it to him.

Shaynani called the taxi, and watched as she staggered into the car. Turning around, he closed the door and immediately began to cry for the woman whom he loved and gave so much. That night he could not sleep, as Ramona entered his heart between every reverie that he had, and shared his bedding.

A Forgiveness Song

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Early next morning, once the children had breakfast, he told them that he had seen their mom, and would take them to visit her. Half an hour later, he was standing at the door of her Hotel with the two twins, and asking to see his wife Ramona. She came to the door, and looked at him with longing in her Heart, as her eyes lit up, upon seeing her two beautiful children. Ramona cried, and Shaynani openly cried also. “Would you like to come home?” He said.

Ramona felt a joy and a peace in her Heart, which had eluded her for many years. Smiling and jumping jubilantly, she kissed and hugged Shaynani so hard that he almost fell over. Rushing upstairs, she was down within two minutes, with the only possession she now had: One suitcase.

Putting her arms around her husband, she said sweetly: “I’m coming home, my darling. I’m coming home.”

It was a Christmas evening, as Heaven cascaded roses, and both their tears became golden carpets, upon which they walked lovingly home. Silently, the children followed in sweet fidelity, to both sources of their birth.

It was a serene and magnificently beautiful Sunday morning two weeks later, when they were re-united in marriage joyfully, for the second time.


“The age-old discovery --

Forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness –

Is the only way

To real Happiness. –Sri Chinmoy.


“In whom we have redemption through His blood.

The forgiveness of sins,

According to the riches of His Grace.” _ Ephesians 1: 7

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted. 13th December, 2015.

~Awakening The Inner Light ~

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Surabhi Kaura 9 months ago from Toronto, Canada

Whoa! Sometimes, in the depths of separation, the Souls can connect through telepathy. Compassion flows like a peaceful river. I feel flabbergasted after reading this magnificent fiction. It is full of valuable lessons, especially for couples. There is no dearth of land, there is dearth of seeds; the seeds of understanding. One must sow the seeds of ‘understanding’ in order to fetch the fruits of merriment and peace. Gandhi once said, “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong” – it rings in my ear like an alarm. Thank you for writing this wonderful hub. I would vote for all of the above options. Bless you. Jai Bhole Bhandari… Jai!


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

He he. Back with vibrancy and zest, I see. Yes, forgiveness, however essential, is still an attribute of the strong. It is the Higher Light descending into our inner vessels like powerful forces, that gives us this strength. So glad you know, my sweet, sweeter, sweetest friend. Jai Ram!


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billybuc 9 months ago from Olympia, WA

The perfect message for the perfect season....love will be our guiding light here on Earth.....thank you for the timely reminder, my friend.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Too true. Higher blessings to the family, Bill.


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Elsie Hagley 9 months ago from New Zealand

Perfect story for Christmas, forgiveness, love one another until death parts us, especially in families, where things don't always go as we would like it to.

Christmas greetings to you my friend.


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Venkatachari M 9 months ago from Hyderabad, India

Beautiful story with the wonderful message of love and forgiveness. Thanks for sharing it.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Good to see you, as always, my brother. Merry Christmas! God's Peace be with you and yours.

Great to see you, Elsie. Hope that all is well. My Love not only to you but to your family including your parents in Heaven. A most inwardly abundant and peaceful festive season to you, my Dear.


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Jodah 9 months ago from Queensland Australia

A wonderful story manatita, with a message of true forgiveness. I don't know that I could be as forgiving as Shaynani, but I would hope it was possible. The fact he was not in another relationship since Ramona left and that he still loved her may have made it easier for him. You know I love your short fiction stories. Well done.


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swalia 9 months ago

Guruji says that the world is full of people and mistakes. Forgive the mistakes & love the people.

It's easier said than done though. I may forgive but I find it hard to accept them back in my life. And that means I still bear some grudges buried deep somewhere. May be with time I will learn to truly forgive!

Beautiful story and a perfect one for Christmas!


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Yes, Bro. It's hard for us men. The funny thing is that once the individual realizes the mistake and returns, things tend to improve. But yes, it's a big ask for the man, perhaps woman too. Again it's Christmas, so it's good to end well (chuckle)

Thanks a lot Bro, and yes, I,m so glad that you appreciate my short stories. I wish you a season on inner wealth and abundance for all those you hold dear. Higher blessings!


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Swalia, I agree. Still I don't think this cap fits everyone. However, I created a scenario where Ramona had gone and done her thing and was now spent but wiser. Shaynani had the two girls who did well, was loyal to both parents. He was still in love.

Generally in such situations, family orientated situations, it generally has a high chance of success. We hope. (smile).

Much Love this side of Christmas and hoping that the Master continues to smile on your loving Heart.


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bravewarrior 9 months ago from Central Florida

Wow. Shaynini took her back, regardless of the pain he and his children had endured as the result of her departure. I can't say I would be so forgiving. The love between them must have been very deeply rooted. I could forgive a child of mine, but not so sure I could forgive someone who is not a part of me. This gives me much to think about, as I'm sure it does many of your readers.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Yes, indeed. Tough one as I have said to some. The beauty of this struggle is that it can sometimes provide surprises. After all, it's Christmas! He he. Thanks a lot, Shauna.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois

Wow, this was a wonderful story! A family reunited because he was able to forgive. If only we all could forgive. There is a message in your touching story. I like this side of your writing. Well done. Merry Christmas.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Hi there, Ruby. So glad that you like this Hub. Forgiveness ...big one. Much Love and seasonal greetings to you and family.


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MsDora 9 months ago from The Caribbean

Great story about the most wonderful gifts of Christmas--family, forgiveness, love, reconciliation all combined. I have to admit that it's a lot to swallow in one gulp. Merry Christmas of this proportion to all!


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

I hear you, my Sweet Sister.

No easy thing. We can only try, hope, pray ... Much love, my friend.


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emge 9 months ago from Abu Dhabi

Great story of the human spirit. Read it word to word and was deeply influenced. Thank you.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

So Happy. It is an honour to me. I really appreciate this. Yes, this man displayed much love, fortitude and above all patience and forgiveness. Perhaps worth reflecting in this Christmas spirit of Christ. Much Gratitude, My Friend Emge. Much ...


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Reynold Jay 9 months ago from Saginaw, Michigan

Nicely told and a touching story that I enjoyed so very much, Manatita. I see everyone voting and ALL OF ABOVE seems to be the winner so far. Well done.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Thank you Reynold. Yes, some good choices. Much Love and best wishes for the Christmas season.


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aviannovice 9 months ago from Stillwater, OK

A lovely story that as stories go, I hope that it works out. My Christmas story revolves around nature and the denizens of the wooded and wetland areas.


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manatita44 9 months ago from london Author

Well, Deb. No bad thing, I'd say. Pretty excellent story in covering the back of nature and its creatures. Joy to you. Higher blessings.

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