The Real Christmas Gift

 Remember those good, old childhood days? 

Remember waiting for Santa Claus on Christmas eve?  And how could we ever forget that excitement of waking up and unwrapping our Christmas gifts ??

This was a childhood ritual for many of us and there's no denying that we absolutely loved this ritual. But it was only at a much later stage that I realized that this custom of waiting for gifts had a much greater significance than what actually met the eye.

This realization dawned on me some five years back.....

 That was also a Christmas evening, I was on a holiday and I was walking down the beach. Everything was so picturesque, the sun setting at the horizon- a beautiful orange hue. The sky was also rapidly changing color, it turned from a pale blue to a very pretty pink and then it turned into a fiery orange color - A perfect Christmas evening. It was as if the setting sun was kissing the glimmering sea waves. And then soon enough- it was dark everywhere around;  a cool, wintry breeze swept past my face and I was enjoying myself to the fullest when suddenly I saw two tiny silhouettes running towards me. As they approached closer, I saw that they were two famished tiny tots. The elder one was around 9 years old and the younger one was not older than a few months. Their gaze was like vacuum which simply sucked you in. Amongst everything that those eyes spoke of ;  there was a loud and clear ECHO - Hunger echoed in their eyes.....

It was almost instinctively that I led them by the hand and took them to the cake shop that lay across the street, my mother followed me. I requested ma to buy them cakes and even before I could complete putting forth my request, she knew what I wanted of her and she did exactly that. She got them one cake each. Those kids- they were so Happy but it felt as if they wanted to say something. I knelt down in front of the elder child and asked him if he wanted something; very quietly, as if he was asking for something that wasn't meant to be his, he told me- "didi, mai apne baki doston ko bhi bula lu kya?"

These words still echo in my ears. Without a second thought I told him-"sabko le aao"; I looked at my mother for agreement and she was already nodding her head in agreement.

That evening I got cakes for everyone of them and you must have seen that smile on their face- a smile that would instantly melt your heart. Wondering what did I get in return?

LOVE- unconditional love, love that is more precious than anything I ever knew so far.....

And this made me realize that meaning of Christmas which I had unknowingly practiced for so many years!!!

Christmas- means HOPE, it means LOVE- Love that has no conditions, Love that knows no bounds, hope that can light every dark corner

 and....

 HOPE that can unite you to complete strangers, 

and....

LOVE that can give the warmest Christmas present ever!!

and about Santa Claus, well, can we not be a Santa Claus for someone?

All those childhood gifts that we received on Christmas, were symbolic of pure and eternal love and of course hope, hope that made us eagerly wait for Christmas every year.

So, from now on can we not spread some love this Christmas?

Can we not make a single face happy?

So, if you resonate with my meaning of Christmas, can we all promise ourselves to make at least one face happy every Christmas, can we promise ourselves to make at least one soul feel loved and wanted this Christmas ?

This Christmas lets be a true Santa Claus and gift love and hope to as many people as we can can!!!💗


MERRY CHRISTMAS !!!!

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