Sweetness and blessing..the olden gold days

The summer vacation was the childhood's joy. Especially for those children who fared bad in academics, summer vacation was a relief to ease their pain. And for those who were good in academics, summer vacation was a span to further their consistency.

During once such vacation, I came across an uncle(who appeared to be very old, say more than 70 years). One of my friend was introduced him to be first when I observed him giving blessings to anyone who bowed in front of him.

"Bow down your head in front of him to seek his blessings" whispered my friend as my brain made me rush to join the queue of people seeking his blessings(it was initial days of his stint in my locality). I soon seek the blessings and re-joined the queue to seek his blessings again. It appeared a fun to we set of children(at least me) to bow head in front of him and have him utter few words. Little did I know how painful might it be for him to utter each words.

He appeared calm, silent, tranquil and pure. I often associated his blessings with a sublime sweetness of gulab jamun. Few days back I recalled the incident and forgot it as soon as next second.

Today, when I tasted gulab-jamun in canteen, I came across the same sublime sweetness that I vouch for. It was inevitable to recall this memory then. Or shall I say, the memory soon flashed in mind.

Places have changes, outlook have changed and situation have changed. But we are basically the same at core when we look back to our childhood days. Money is the talk of the days and memory has became the priceless gift in the universe. Perhaps a de-ja-vu of such incident is worth more valuable than any other day of success. But, neither will the incident repeat nor will we get back those olden gold days of us. Whats left is a cart of replenished memories of past which we chase today, in an anticipation to make those memories relive.