3 P.M. IN GREEN TIMEPIECE

Part-2

TONG TONG TONG three times, I turned to see that time was 3 p.m., a teal green timepiece with long platinum coloured pendulum. Oval in shape and numbers were finely written upon it anyone can easily notice the time. Because some are really hard to recognize. The pendulum looked like replica of my mother's wooden gravy ladle in her kitchen. The alarm sound was really good to heard. For the first time in life, I was fascinated by a sound of timepiece, so satisfying to ears. I have a special interest in pistachio colour, when I go market, I always selected things of green colour. Because of that reason maybe I liked more that than any other belongings. I turned to see, it was still pouring or not. All the course of action held in ten to fifteen minutes but the thoughts of my mind were running like a place where uncountable ants are going and coming in a row. Separating the all running thoughts from brain I left the place in hurry to join my work. Some days flew away like some seconds I have already forgotten about the timepiece. 

Brain suggested me to why didn't you buy that and kept in room will be best idea. My angelic mind told me silently like a lullaby of mother. If you bought the timepiece that day, now it would be placed in your room at a side covered with dust and spider. You remembered one day when you argued with mom to bring a painting of Lord Krishna but what happened after getting that, you kept it beside of tv. Have you ever noticed it properly at once? Answer is no... you always see that stupid tv not the beauty of painting.

After listening my mind, I came to reality right if I bought that day the love I admire could faded away like the painting. Because of not buying toady it came my mind with a sweet feeling. No doubt the love is rooted by its never faded. Somethings are good to letting them go ,may be things will getting worse by keeping them with us. It may hurt first place for let them go. Then you realize that you did the best thing for not adding them in your life. Sometimes if you analyse things better, you will be feel good for sacrificing. Which object left unwrap they are always beautiful in eyes, after getting it once we are busy in collecting demerits. 

Have you ever heard the name of JNANPITH PURASKAR, it is an Indian literary award presented annually by the BHARATIYA JNANPITH to an author for their "outstanding contribution literature ". It is given at their last stage of life and carrier. Why it is not given at early stage, because everything has a value. If it will be given at early, the efforts of creating a good book may be reduced. A part of heart always desires reward for good work, the desire and hard work mixes all time for open a path of success. An author always tries and keeps try to the best result. Really hard to think, how they struggle day and night to get reward and respect from society and at the last stage they get the most precious thing of their life. Green timepiece and Jnanpith puraskar both subjects are totally different situation but one thing is common i.e., each object has its own value, when we are struggling for something or after losing something in both cases, we have the high desire but after getting it, we lose the interest. In this whole process, I learnt two lessons.

First one is in life we have to sacrifice some things either we want it or not by keeping them we lost the love which bind us with them together. Living with them in fantasies is always good but in real it is not. And second one is valuable objects are hard to get, people who achieve them should be kept them by loving and cherishing. Not like the timepiece after buying, throw in to waste bin. It is a sad reality of us.

In our colony an uncle has a very old car but, in every morning, he washes and cares it like his own child, he has enough money to buy a new car but he knows the value of car, by reaching in old form or its outer shell never effect the love. It is the oldest car of our colony but its radiant is more than other luxurious cars which are filled with dust.

I totally got involve in thoughts that I didn't realize the time, ohh no .............. time is now 1 a.m. It is now chilling outside. Mom is sleeping.

I give a kiss on mom's forehead.

Good night, Mom.

Sleep takes over her, only the noise of crickets is heard.

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