It was a bright beautiful day… I guess it should have been a day dedicated to spring. I could hear the birds singing, see the flowers blushing, and could smell the fragrance of the air as I stepped out of my house.
I was in a hurry to catch my office bus, so I buried my desire of 'enjoying the beauty' over there and continued to walk. It’s around 10 minutes walk down the street, which I always find it a long journey to accomplish. Most of the time all my plans for the day are planned in this time…. I did not mind to look around the streets in the early morning hours (which would have become cherishable memories)
But I guess that day was planned for me differently.
With my thoughts as usual wandering around my work, and yeah I remembered to put a remainder in my mind to call my mom in the evening to tell her about the dream I had the previous night, ah...then I just noticed a small girl calling me from other side of the road; I looked around and walked to her wondering whether I know her from before.
She gave me a broad smile and handed me a bunch of balloons to blow them for her. I looked at my watch and I thought I would tell her a Sorry, but it was only in my thoughts…I was almost done filling the air, tied a knot around the balloons and handed it to her praying that none of the balloons should burst or weaken.
She took it carefully and pulled me down to give me a warm Kiss. I was little surprised by her act, but what surprised me more was when she let the balloons go. It went so high that no one could catch. I was afraid to look at her face, with a heavy heart, I turned slowly....oh I could see her waving hands at the balloons…..she pulled me down again, but this time she whispered in my ears that the balloons are going to heaven and she was happy letting them go…..I happily hugged her and waved her a goodbye and walked to my bus stop.
Thankfully we had many buses to our office…I sat in the bus, and then I realized that, " I was peeping through the window, looking for the balloons". I felt it would have been harder for me to let go things that I adore. But that day I realized the real happiness is letting things go rather than holding it to ourselves.
I learnt that, only simple things in life brings the real joy…Some things in life happen all of a sudden, that you are bound to change and realize that you are not the same anymore!!
The next day when I started from home, I took time to look around the world and its nature which I always wanted to admire, and the few people I passed by too...letting my bus go...