Behind the Umbrella

The dense black cloud turned a glooming day in thunder night within seconds, when breeze turned the storms, the fascinations turned to dust. Within fractions everything was changed when a frustrated gentleman, Shobhit noticed the angels of nature, where everything was changing drastically, some children were laughing, enjoying and mesmerizing the beauty of nature in its odd.

In no time while playing his son fell and had the minor injury. He scolded his son that why is he playing in the storm, gave first aid and went to his room. Shobhit was so frustrated with his life. It is rightly said that when we find logic in everything, we sometimes forget to see the hidden possibilities of self. It was not the first time Shobhit scolded his son, but every day he does it for once. This made his son quite about his love and concern about his father.

While leaving for his room, Shobhit heard some whispers from his son’s room. His son was asking his mother while crying that why if and now his father scolds him, doesn’t he love me? Mamma, today I was playing because my friends tease me that my father never plays with me, he doesn’t love me, he doesn’t have the time. Even if I want to spend some time I fear to ask. He is always angry and never willing to ask me if I am fine or not.

This made Shobhit realize that in his inner struggle his family is suffering and felt ashamed of himself that his son thinks this of him. The weather was getting worst when Shobhit went to the market. He was in the guilt of realizing that what is he doing with his self and family when the clouds broke the silence and it starts raining.

He went to the home and called his son that bring the gift Shobhit had to hide behind the umbrella. His son was a bit shocked that his father after a long time talked to him in the very pleasing way but also went to buy a gift for him. Yeah, it was a football. The storm that day turned into the raindrops of love, care and concern. When everyone is inside the house, they were playing out of the grudges and misunderstandings lied deep in the heart.

That was the day Shobhit realized that it is better to realize the power of the odds to relish the happiness of the positive. That was the day when after a long time he realized to spend time with oneself is a must. Things will come and go just like the weather but the hidden gift behind the umbrella is necessary to keep you going with some giggles in your life.

Everyone is struggling but we must not forget to love ourself and our loved ones, because oneday we will realise that in giving priority to essentials of moments, we lost the essentials of life.