A BOUQUET OF STORIES

REGRETS

The reporters and Paparazzi were bombarding Ranjith with so many questions .

Are your stories original ?

Are you having affair with your Film's leading lady ?

Will you outperform this time too ?

When are you going to begin your next project ?

How you celebrate your each success?

Still how many more awards are going to adorn your showcase?
.......

The questions can stir extreme happiness and extreme anger for a newbie director but Ranjith answered every question calmly , he stayed composed , he had answered these questions so many times , he has directed more than 15 box office hits , he is used to these kind of questions .

But

The question asked by the reporter at the last row , stirred him , the director in him was silent , only the Real Ranjith reacted to that question .

WHAT IS YOUR DEEPEST REGRET???

When the question was asked the Bracelet fell down from his wrist , it retrived that memory .

He didn't hear other questions that one question alone was ringing in his ear again and again.

" my deepest regret is my happiness buster , whenever I remember this any kind of happiness will vanish for me ".

There was a long pause , the room was silent , first time Ranjith was having teary eyes in public , paparazzi clicked so many pictures to capture this rare moment .

He looked down , his face shrinked , he took the bracelet in his trembling hands and without blinking he was staring it , everyone confirmed he will leave the room and end this session .

But he continued ,

" this bracelet was to be on my special person's wrist , but today it is in my hands because of that incident."

23 year's ago I was an assistant director , I was not the calm , silent man I was a angry young man with lots of ambitions.

The only person who can compose me was my Amma ." Tears pushed itself down his cheek , he stuttered.

"Hhh...he...her only ..."

"I am sorry .... I was her everything , the widow's only son was me . Everyone around her considered her a taboo , bad luck . She never spoke a word to outsiders but spoke million words to me.

I never realised how much she sacrificed to make me smile , I realised it when I had to earn and face the real world , all I found was hatred , evilness. Only then I understood My mother had a pure heart among the bunch of impure relatives . She was ignored by everyone but she didn't even complain so I never knew she was ignored . I realised it very late. Her every deeds were done by her to benefit me.

No one made her feel special but she made everyone feel special .

I planned to surprise her and make her feel special . Her birthdays were all plain , only I used to wish her , nothing special I did to her but my one wish will make her so happy .

So on her 43rd birthday I planned to surprise her.

I decided not to wish her the whole day and surprise her at the end of the day by gifting her the bracelet I purchased exclusively for her with my saved salary.

The day dawned , I slept for some hours than usual , I quickly freshened up to have breakfast . I entered the dining to see my amm's smiling innocent face . She was expecting me to wish but I didn't show any reaction. I angrily asked her to bring my breakfast . Her face shrunk immediately . She went in to get my breakfast , I giggled , at the end of the day she will be the happiest person .

She served me , I didn't even look at her face . I rushed to work , she ran behind me like a child to speak to me before I leave , " Ranjith Ranjith" .... she shouted my name as I stepped out " today is "... I knew what she was going to tell , I was afraid that I will spoil my surprise by falling for that innocent face and words . So I scolded her falsely .

Maa don't scream my name , go inside and do your work.

She was shattered by my words , I felt sorry but I will make her happy tonight I consoled my guilt.

She moved in silently like a broken little pup . Poor lady she doesn't even know to scold me back and show her anger , disappointment .

I went to my work , finally the director packed up . I rushed to the bakery to get the cake I ordered , I got a red rose bouquet my amma's favourite colour and flower. I hired a auto . I took the bracelet out of my pocket , it shimmered in the dark , I smiled , I was eager to see her reaction .

I reached my home , I was the one surprised now , lights were on inside my home , amma would never turn on light at this time , the door was open , many chappals , shoes were outside my home .

I entered my home , all my relatives turned their head towards me , I searched my amma , she was on the floor on a white cloth , cotton stuffed in her nostrils , draped in her wedding saree.

My eyes fixed on her , I couldn't perceive anything , I became blank , I realised her death only after everyone shook me , everytime she wins me , I tried to succeed her by surprising her but this woman surprised me by leaving me forever.

I regret that day , I should have wished her in the morning itself , I should have been with her the whole day , I should have gave this bracelet to my angel guardian when she served me breakfast . My mother never felt special , all of them ignored , atlast she died ignored by me too . I regret my deeds , I should have been at least polite to her .

He sighed heavily , he wiped his tear , all the cameras were not flashing , the pens were not running on notepads , the voice recorder was recording Ranjith's words along with the people with heart there .

You never know when is the last time you meet a person . Be kind to everyone.  ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡★★★★★★★★★★★★★