Moonlight

Ishika ♥

Ishika POV

Ever since I was a child, I always thought about the people around us. Not everyone is blessed to have a roof above them, blessed enough to have meals two times a day, and most importantly, a loving and supportive family. I am blessed to have two families. No, I am not talking about my in laws. I am not married and not planning anytime soon. 'Kutumb' - a home to almost 10 children, almost 15 elders and a home to me. Like a usual middle class girl, I also have dreams - to buy a beautiful house for my wonderful parents, to provide them with everything they have ever dreamt of and sacrificed for us. But instead , I came up with Kutumb and my parents, being the best version of themselves, never ever questioned me. They always supported me with this, and they still do. But there is one more person whom I admire - my sister. She was always there for them, for Bhai (brother) and for me.

So coming back from the memory trip, here I am, holding a cake on my left hand, and a bag full of snacks on the other , with a bunch of colourful balloons. 

'Happy Birthday Jaya'- I yelled excitedly.

'Didi' -Our little Jaya came running to me. I still remember the day I held her in my arms for the first time. She was an year old then. With red, puffy eyes, she was sobbing uncontrollably. She lost her parents in an accident and since then, she became a part of the family.

 'Bholu bhaiya, bring roli, dahi, akshat and sweets(Indian tradition) please. Jaya is about to cut the cake' .

'Haan didi' Bholu bhaiya responded happily and became out of sight. He came back holding a tray. We placed the cake on the tray and decorated it with candles.

 'So Jaya, how old are you becoming today?' I asked.

She said 3, showing 2 fingers. All of us laughed and she giggled. She blew the candles except one and prayed. Bholu bhaiya took the unblewed candle and placed it in the prayer room (Mandir). Jaya cut the cake and the elders put roli and dahi on her forehead and adorned it with akshat. She was shining brightly in her frilled frock. I looked around and glanced at each and everyone. I was relived ..and satisfied. Knowing that you are the cause of someone's smile, indeed fills your heart with unknown satisfaction. Then I rememberd the most important lesson which my sister taught me-

 'There are only a few people , who are happy in this whole world. Those who are, let them be' (Duniya me bahut kam hi log khush hain, jo hain, unko rehne do)

Oh Hanuman ji, I was supposed to be at the office by now. I bid everyone goodbye, and after kissing Jaya on her forehead, I left.