I still remember it was the day before my 21st birthday night. As usual, I was doing late-night parties, drinking alcohol, and ignoring mom dad's calls. It's not that I don't love them, it's just that age people often get distracted by other stuff. Which are not good in the longer run.
I was drunk and sleepy, and so I couldn't drive or take a cab. Empty as my head and sense at that time. So, somehow I took my friend's help who can leave me near home.
It was a night, the roads were empty. I was walking towards my home, barely in a straight direction or firmly. Due to excess booze in my bloodstream.
Suddenly a strange yellow light came from the backside, like gold. I couldn't see it properly as I was hardly able to open my eyes but thinking about gold makes me walk in the opposite direction from my home.
After certain blocks that light stops and was in nowhere, Oh crap I lost track and time. It was my dream or hallucination that I couldn't tell much.
I checked the time on the phone, it was 3 AM, and 15 missed calls from Dad.
So, now back home, change the path, and start walking in the right direction. Suddenly there was a sound from the back, are you sure you don't want to take it??? And start laughing.
This time I get scared for sure. Half of my booze got off and increased the speed of my uneven walk.
But now I started hearing footsteps and more evil laughs from the back...
Running, running like a chicken but in a few seconds, I fell. Badly and thinking of grabbing something for my defense.
There was nothing, except a few stones and dirt.
I couldn't see who it was, but it was a big Shadow. Who was coming fast towards me?
So, started throwing stones in his direction but with each stone, his laugh increased with a more cunning tone.
For the first time at the age of 21, I started praying and remembering my dad badly in that frightening stage of mine.
The shadow was becoming bigger and almost near to me and there was this final big blue stone in my hand.
I throw it with all my left energy and last hope...
Baaammm......
Mike...
Mike...
Dad: Mike, what are you doing here at the doorstep? Why are you sleeping like this?
Where have you been???!!
IT WAS A FREAKING NIGHTMARE FOR ME...
suddenly I woke up and give one tight hug to my dad with sparkling eyes, full of relief and happiness.
Happiness to see things are alright, happiness to see someone is there for you.
Next day, at breakfast time.
I shared this nightmare story with my dad and he was laughing but not with many surprises.
He came near me and said, Happy birthday son.
Hope all your dreams come true and bless you.
I asked for the gift, he said it won't be surprising for you but it's there on the table.
I saw a nice gift wrap box with a birthday card, I opened it anxiously and it was,
BLUESTONE.........
I got shocked and couldn't understand. This is the same stone that I saw in my dream.
Dad smiles: It's yours, It was your favorite toy, stone, or precious item when you were 6 years old.
You used to live with it, eating, playing, or sleeping. No matter what you do, you will keep this with you.
This bluestone is the first gift I got from you on my birthday. When your Mom taught you that on the birthday we have to gift someone special, precious or priceless things.
You gave this to me........
I knew it, one day it will help you for sure......
We all have these blue stones from our parents and only we can use them for ourselves.
Those bluestones are nothing but love, family values, our learning, ability, and the purity of our relationships with our parents.
We may forget those stones but our parents will always keep safe for us and handover to us in need.
Please don't go for some bright yellow mirage light, where you already have precious blue stones with you...
