Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictious manner. Any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.
It was a pretty cold day. There were power cuts all over the town. In the classroom there was no electricity. Lanterns had been arranged at several places. It looked soothing and beautiful.
”I wont say what you did was wrong,” said Vividha beginning to draw a picture of the flower vase in front of her.
”You are the only one who says that,” said Ragini turning the vase a little.
”Dont worry about the money, we shall figure out something.”
”I am planning to sell my paintings.”
”Thats brilliant. You know what, I guess that even Palak and I should do that. We currently have very little money. We need to buy quilts and pay for our rent too.”
”At least you have a little,” said Ragini, “my only source of income has gone.”
”I get this,” said Vividha, “but you are really brave to stand up for your dreams. Well, I don’t have any money to give you but I do have something for you.”
Ragini looked surprisingly as Vividha put her hand into her bag and took out a beautiful pair of paintbrushes.
”Here,” she said, “take these. Your paintbrush will not let you paint properly. Mine is still fine.”
”Thank you,” said Ragini.
”When you draw,” said Mrs. Anupriya, “its not about looking at something in front of you and drawing it. Let your imagination take over, get creative, don’t worry about how its going to turn out. We are artists not scientists. We aren’t trying to prove the world anything. We create with love.”
The rains had stopped by evening. Ragini was preparing the tea. There was no electricity in the house and she had lit beautiful pink candles in the candle stands.
She picked up her candle stand and advanced towards the library. She dusted the book shelves and picked up the newspapers from the study table.
The library had its own unique rustic look. Ragini found it a nice place to sit in peace. She picked up a book from the nearest shelf and sat down with it. The dim light of the burning candle made it a little hard to read.
”HOW TO INCREASE YOUR SAVINGS”
Ragini felt that the book was correct for her current situation.
”I really need to use my savings wisely,” she said.
She brought her diary and jotted down a few points. She underlined the most important ones and placed the book back in its place.
She slowly went into the dining hall. Ms. Anita had just had her tea. The housemaids were clearing up the table. She went into the kitchen and poured herself some tea. She took her cup of tea and went out into the garden. The weather was clearing up, the winds were blowing gently and the tiny rose buds were slowly blooming.
”Now this is what I call bliss,” she said.
Times may be rough and the future may be uncertain. But if this moment is all that we have, then why not live it fully? We may have cookies and chocolates today. So why not eat them instead of worrying about what we shall eat tomorrow. Save for tomorrow but not at the expense of today. Breathe now, live now and remember that no one can ever know whats going to happen tomorrow.