Christmas Rush

No decorations yet.
Not until, no one is busy to attend various meeting or agenda.




Its December 20th, the idea of gift giving is the talk of the hearts of everyone.
It was just a typical Sunday morning for me. A heavy breakfast with the people I loved the most. It’s perfect.

I grabbed the chance to segregate things. And it’s hard for me, really.
It’s not that, I have to put all those things into trash. It’s just that I never want to let go of those sweet memories that had been crossed my way.

I opened a letter.
You may laugh as I do; it was my first love letter from someone.
It was really full of childhood metaphoric affection.
A poem written in a very simple legal paper.
That boy really was artistic.


I almost enjoyed it. For once, I got the chance to reminisce my memories by cleaning. A driven double purpose. It won’t be that easy without the help of my excitement to finish the job. Because of our Christmas break that is really short to live. And it must be carpe diem.

I watched my sisters decorate so does my ever supportive mother.
We recycled the previous decoration. Believed me it turned attractive.
Our bookshelf turned out to be a mini-library. The books are enormously increasing.

I paused for a while.
I closed those tired eyes.
I see nothing...it must be bad trip.

Once again, I take deep breath.
I roam around my eyes.
I’m shivering; it is really Christmas in the air.

I really miss our giant Christmas tree.

It was placed peacefully in a corner with its Christmas lights blinking so attractively.When its September, we have it decorated and removed them in March.
I almost see its loveliness when it’s finally gone.

We have placed a tiny Christmas tree and placed it in a brown round table.
I still look at the brighter side of this longing.That I must be thankful for the beautiful things happened rather to mourn for something.

That little Christmas tree gets the attention of every person that enters the house. With the help of its silver star...it really shinned. Thus I learned to see big in small things.