Sometimes All We Need Is Little Magic

Among all she was the happiest girls, I have ever known. Her smile used to shine the brightest. She left a little sparkle everywhere she went. It is very truly said, "She who leaves a trail of glitter is seldom forgotten". That kind was the spell she blew on me. She was my little angle & that night was no less than a fairy tale to me. Before she stepped in, I was swollen, sulking, grumpy old man who confined himself only to darkness.

She was the one to show me the brightest star in the darkest night. I had shut all doors, so hard that only darkness could prevail. But that little stubborn girl, brought crack in everything around me & that's how light came in. In all these days, she never uttered a word. Today in those shadowy lights I did see those curious twinkling eyes. Her innocent smile washed off my ego. It was balm to my aching heart.

In all these years, I have tried hiding my deepest feelings. At some I have been successful enough, to forget, where I have hidden them. The one I tried burying the most, was the one that always sprang back, that one annoyed me the most -"LOVE". And to get rid of love,I made my life a mess, so crowded that there remains no space for LOVE. Sitting in my old attic, where sunshine peeped through the doors, she looked through my eyes, into my soul, silently re-arranged few things making a place for her. Once done she sprang on the bed & sat enough to me. Speechlessly she made me learn, "There is always room for love, and you just have to move a few things around".

Taking my feeble hand in hers, she slowly caressed them and said, "I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. It's only once when be stop being afraid, we do being to live. And it's that ONCE, when right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale, Grandpa. Like it gave you and grandma. May be it's not about the happy ending, maybe it's about your story. I know she was the light in your life. But does that mean that after she has gone, you lock up yourself in darkness. I would say, you should carry her task ahead, and there are two best ways of spreading light. She was like a burning candle. But you can just be the mirror that reflects it. And why worry about the future. The best thing about future is; it comes one day at a time. Let's just plan to live just each single day."

The words of my 6 year old granddaughter brought me back to life. I again had my sunshine back, and this time too it was my love - My Myaira. Her little speech and her desperate effort to make her grandfather smile again, reminded me of my beloved wife. She too was free spirited & always kept saying, "Do more of what makes your heart sing, your eyes sparkle and your soul soar". Life refills again when unconditional love steps in its most pious form so flawlessly. She spent all her summer vacation with me. Playing all sorts of games she knew, like she took a responsibility of reawakening my soul. Before leaving she said me, "Grandpa whatever tomorrow brings, I will always be there for you with open arms and eyes carrying the same smiles". Her words instilled ray of hope in me. It restored my faith in Love, God & Humanity. After she left, I kept the best of our memories and went on a journey to spread the same love & happiness. I had realized that the world is a small place & there are much more Grumpy Me’s, who are somewhere deep down waiting for their angel to come & pull them out of darkness. Because sometimes in life all we need is little magic.

Granda & Myaira

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