Our Precious Gift-OS

First Anniversary

Hello friends, welcoming you all to my new OS. 

Shravan is a man from the middle-class family. He loved his college mate but she left him and pointed out the reason as his middle-class circle. It isn't easy to heal from the breakup. He started living alone, one day he married a girl who is from a poor family.

His father was a supplier in the hotel. Due to the poor income of his father, his mother couldn't able to do the treatment for Dengu and she died at the age of his 5. He barely remembers his mother's face, the only gift which he had from his mother is his bracelet. His father used to say his mother brought this bracelet from her savings.

His father died after three months of his marriage. It's been a year within a week of his marriage with his wife Sadhana.

At first, he thought she would also have left him by pointing out his middle-class struggles. But he surprised at one thing about her; she is also started to doing helping him in households. She is doing stitching and handicrafts things and sold it in the market and helping him in sharing the housing burden.

He didn't gift anything for her till those one year. It is their first anniversary and he wants to gift her something special.

She used to fiddle with her chain on her neck always.

You know Shravan, this is my last gift from my father when he before died in the bus accident, he gave this chain for my 11th birthday. There is a dollar along with this chain. The dollar consists of his and my photo but unfortunately I have missed that dollar, don't know, why I have sudden thought about my father today, she said and started to do her works.

He remembered this talk of them which happened a few months back. He had decided to gift the gold dollar for their anniversary. He had some savings but he didn't sure his savings were enough to buy the dollar for her.

He had gone to the gold shop and investigated about the dollar for the chain. His savings would deal only 30% of his total cost, he didn't have the remaining 70% of the money.

He didn't do anything special for her, she didn't ask for her anything to him, he just wants to give the first-anniversary gift as a special one, which makes feel her happy.

The dollar may be a good idea but he didn't have enough money to buy the dollar. He cursed this middle-class life for not even able to buy the single gold dollar for his lovable wife.

He went home with an empty heart but his mood chills up when he senses the tasty smell of halva.

Hey Shravan, why are you late today? You know, I have earned little more than usual, so I had thought to cook something special for you in that extra money, she said happily held his bag from his shoulder.

Go and freshen up by yourself, let me arrange it in the table, she said and left. He smiled by looking at her excited and happy face.

She served halva for him and sat beside him. He tastes it and he praised her for the tasteful halva.

Don't you like halva, he asked her. No Shravan, I didn't eat sweets very much, you can have it, she replied back at him simply.

You earned extra money today, so this is yours, you have to spend this money for you but why didn't you cooked the favourite dish of yours Sadhana?

No, not like that, if I have cooked for myself then it will be little kind of selfish Shravan, and I had eaten my favourite ice cream for myself and it had been three months I have cooked your favourite halva for you, hope the taste isn't bad, she said while looking at his halva.

Yeah, it's delicious Sadhu, and I can see my died mother through you, I have been happy for married you Sadhana, he said.

He has decided to bought that dollar for her, no matter how the cost would be, he will gift her on their very first anniversary.