Love and Warmth.

The sun is beginning to rise. She snuggled closer to her husband.  The bed was small and there was not enough space, with two little kids taking most of the bed space.

The warmth of his hand on her, made her feel safe and loved.  Yesterday night, when he came home very late, he was so tired. But he hugged the kids and kissed them goodnight, while she wiped a tear seeing the love between father and children. She could feel the love flowing between them, so freely and so much in abundance.

He was a small time mechanic, trying to make it big, in this big bad world.  Of course, he is working hard, but finances are quite tight.  The house rent, groceries, the school fees, transport fees for the kids take up almost all the money he earns.

The sun being almost up, she gets out of the bed to face the day. She lights a lamp at her puja place and prays for a better tomorrow. She prays that her husband should do well in business, so that they can afford all the good things to their children.

She prays that they could live in more comfort.  She prays for a better tomorrow.

The days roll on followed by months and then years.

And their lives also change for the better, materialistically.

They have a bigger house.  The kids have their own room.  But when he comes back from work, he doesn’t want to disturb the kids in their sleep.  He has become more polished in his ways.  She liked it more when he used to love the kids with desperation, hug them whenever he feels like and actually express his love more.  Of course, he does buy them all that they want.  He wants the kids to do better in life and he is working every waking moment, to earn for them.

 She has a big King-size bed.   It’s so huge, that all the four of them can sleep together, comfortably.  But, the kids are in their own room. It’s only for her and him.  After slogging the whole day at work, he comes home so tired, that he just wants to knock off to sleep.  He is sleeping in one corner after a tiring day, while she lies awake at the other corner of the bed, thinking about their life, now.

She misses those snuggling moments, due to lack of space.  She misses the warm hand on her.  She misses the hugs and kisses that her children used to get, even while sleeping.

She gets up and lights a lamp at the puja place. She realises that she forgot to pray for something very important.  She prays for the most important thing in life.

She prays for love and warmth !!!!