HAPPINESS IN LOVE-THAT'S ALL I EVER WANTED.

REMEMBERING

I was always afraid of boarding an aeroplane.When i was a child i used to cry whenever we were on board of an aeroplane . My mother used to say,"Don't cry Sara,if you cry then i 'll also cry." And my own father said "Mommy's right!"And then i would stop crying as i did not want my mommy to cry.My father died in a car accident when i was only six years old and after a year my mother married George , a colleague and friend of my dad. When i was about...19 years old, i moved to Canada .i could never like my step father and wanted to have a job to live a life of my own. I started to work as a trainee in a business house and also continued my studies.After a few years i became the area sales manager of the company ,posted at New York.I went to visit my mother and my step father in California every Christmas and stayed for the whole month.

And now i was sitting in an aeroplane and there was no one to pacify me... not even ...my mother and i had nothing to look forward . Christmas is ahead---time to meet my mother and now my mother's funeral was waiting for me in California.The plane landed at about 3.45 pm..I went to take my luggage. After that i went outside the airport to hail a taxi but then i saw a familiar figure standing beside the so familiar ivory white car.---of my mother....i went straight to it . i was somehow shocked to see my step father in that state. i had never found him to lose his natural cool attitude at any point---not even at my occasional outbursts concerning him in long past..he looked very old---bent,with a saggy face and a void look.in his eyes..i said softly,'hi ,george!' he noticed me and said"Hello!You must be tired Sara,please get into the car."He took my luggage and put it in the car . 'that's it.Yes....now let's be on our way ....shall we?"I went inside his car and we went on our way talking about many things except my mother........