"Momma"
My lips was curved to the best smile once I was heard the beautiful word from my little three years old daughter.She did not waste anytime to jump into my arms and nuzzle her small face in the crook of my neck.
"Who are they Momma".I gave my best smile to her and turned my view.
"You were always asking about your grand parents from your momma's side.Wern't you? She nodded up and down her head in response."So here they are".Her eyes widend with utter shock and the next moment she beamed with glistening eyes.Momma could not hold anymore and streched her hands.On the other hand my daughter was impatient to get my permission to jump into the hands of her grand ma.If I left Sri Lanka with them the time they left with her daughter they will never be alone the time their life shattered when sister Swetha died by the motor accident.
Fate plays unbelievable games at unexpected times.The most dubious fact was how every bad could happen to such good pepole.How can the nature be so ungrateful sometimes?Its always an question without an answer but according to Momma and Papa its puerly "Karma".The sight I was witnessing now cold my eyes with cold tears.I was expecting this from ages.The same time my mind flew to my childhood.
"This is what you needed Sherry, then why are you tearful?".I was taken back from the past memories and thoughts by my husband's voice."Thank you" Its all I could managed to say via the the smile which was struggling to form in my lips in between the tears dripping from my eyes.He traced his thumb below my eyes and cupped my face by his warm hands."Our family is going to be perfect with those beautiful souls Sherry.You have got your parents back and our daughter is gonna live with her grand parents forever not just for few hours.This is the time to give them the love you were given in your childhood and repay your debts as much as you can".
I was not in any state to gather my strengths to put on wods in correct order to gratitude him.My mind was twrilling with different emotions.Love, happiness, gratitude at the same time grief due to the death of my sister and weak state of my parents.Before breaking once again due to the different kind of emotions, I burried my head in my beloved husband's hard rock chest.He pulled me more closer and kissed my head while caressing smooth circles in my back ripping out all the pain in my heart and pouring his love to engulf just the peace.
Wijenayake family was the only couple and the only pepole who raised aginst to the pepole who bullied me for being an orphant despite of my husband.When my own parents reject me by letting me live in a hell and when my in laws never accepted me as their daughter in law though my husband tried many terms to understand them the reality this parents who are not blood related became my parents.
"We are uncertain of our lives.Though we are rich or poor, genorous or rude, poweful or not; tommorrow might be a new day with nothing left with us.So be good to everyone, never hurt or reject anyone who needs your helping hand whether the person is your friend or enemy.But be cautious not to get harmed by hypocrites.Do the best for the whole community.We are not just born for us.But for whole society.Today will never come tommorrow.Do what is needed to be done today not passing it to tommorrow." I still hear the diamod set of words from Mr Wijenayake."I will never leave your side Momma and Papa.Whatever the tommorrow will be I will always be there with you all".Sculpturing the silent promise in my heart I prepared my mental state to face the unborn tommorrow with confidance they gifted me years back.

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