The jorney of love

Sameer wanted to say so many things but all his feelings were flowing through his eyes in tears, and all he could do was wave his hands towards Avantika whom he loved so much. Though infuriated by his mother’s plan of sending him to the hostel, he occupied his train berth and initiated scrutinising his belongings and found all the necessary things he would need in the hostel. The train whistled past the station of Coimbatore and back in senses was he after seeing his mother’s personal diary in his luggage. As a child, Sameer would always try peeping into that but could not have even a single glimpse of what’s written inside and today was a day of a rare chance and how could he miss it. Fondling the pages of the book Sameer at last started reading it.

Eleven years ago, a cute boy of nearly four years in a train saw a lady crying in the opposite berth of which he was sitting. The innocent child wiped the tears of the lady and asked her in a tone only a child can “why are you crying?” The lady smiled at the boy, wiped her tears and offered him a candy. Rather than telling him the reason of her sadness she asked about his parents after which the boy started to look here and there but could not find them. After looking for them a few minutes she soon understood that the boy must have been intentionally left there by his parents as it was a common practice of that time among poor people to get rid of their children to avoid feeding them. The lady realized that she was not alone in the world to be shown pity on; there were many more who were on their own in this world just like her. She resolved to take care of the little Sameer and give him every happiness of life she could. She, along with Sameer moved to Coimbatore in a rented room, which was all she could manage with the cash she had. Sameer was put into a school and his new mother did work as a domestic help for a very rich family. She put in every effort she could to make Sameer a good human being. She did not bother about her looks but always made Sameer dress up smartly, would feed Sameer to full even if there was nothing left for her, worked even in ill health but got through everything. The only thing she did complain for was the disregard Sameer showed towards his studies. Although Sameer loved his mother very much but would not listen to any of her requests to work harder in studies. He just loved to be with her, nothing else. Quite disturbed by the situation she asked her master to lend her some money in return for the only jewellery, the only possession she inherited from her parents. Her sadness was though like a dwarf as against her happiness for she could send Sameer to a boarding school and fulfil her dream of seeing him being successful in the future.

And just then Sameer was there at his destination but was it really the Sameer who departed from Coimbatore? Was now the love for his mother the same as at the departure? Had it not been the two journeys of Sameer’s life, he would not have realized the actual meaning of love that “Avantika” his mother had for him and he could have done better than just wave his hands.

This is what journeys can do. Have you had any?