Varsha Madhulika

Abstract

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Varsha Madhulika

Abstract

My Treasure

My Treasure

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'Journey through the scintillating old memories carried me way back to those golden days when we three were kids,' says Kavya. 'My mother was a single parent and on those evenings when she has to go for her work she would put us under lock,' mumbled Kavya.

'Hearing you it seems like your childhood was both tough as well as enjoyable too,' added Jaya inquisitively.

Kavya nodding her head said yes her childhood was both tough as well as joyous. Pointing towards an old studio photograph she says, 'My father was fond of photography. And in those days photoshoot was a costly business. Still, he took the trio for a cool memory. This is the only childhood photo where we three are together.


'Hey, you three look awesome. You and your sister look just twins. Same frock, but the different hairstyle. Different slippers' pointed Jaya.

Yeah. I and my sister always wore the same frocks. And you know my father was a very good tailor. He use to cut the drafts of frocks. You know my mother too used to love stitching and my father uses to always say my mom learn how to operate a sewing machine. Master everything. He would cut the draft of frock and my either would stitches. Those frocks were my most cherished memories, pointing towards various designs and color combinations that made them unique and brilliant.


There was a scintillating glaze as she described them, but then I can see the fading color of her face as her eyes moistened.

'There was her father and mother together. The very old black and white photo. Her mother really looked beautiful and her father was tall and elegant, just like her. Indeed the couple looks gorgeous. Why did this happen to them?' added Jaya with the moistened globe.

Turning the pages Kavya raffles, 'Some things are not under our control. It's God's business. We can't understand them.'

With a deep sigh, Jaya mutters, 'Yeah God business is God business.'

And a broad smile completely covered her face as she cherishes the duo sister struggling to take their brother's six-pack which was actually not there. The bony creature was hiding in all the pictures. She adds that these were those days when both sisters were out for studies and jobs and during leaves as the brother eagerly waits for them to come. This is the time for all nasty moves and all fights and ugly posings. Funny were those golden moments.

'You know Jaya, the silent house suddenly becomes live and chirpy when we three gather together again. Nothing has actually changed much. The same fiery clashes between me and my sister; it could happen on anything, anywhere, anytime.'


'Hummmm. True that's true love. That's what we cherish in brotherhood and sisterhood. Blessed are those who have siblings. They are really blessings.'

'True. Siblings are the real blessing. There is no match for it.' And there was a knock on the door. Leaving all things aside, Kavya heeds towards the door.


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