THE VALUABLE GIFT
Author - Unknown
Like most of the ladies, my wife also gets extremely pleased, on buying
her an expensive gift. Slowly in her life the cost of the gifts started getting
more importance than the occasion or the feeling with which the person gave it.
This pained me. No amount of my explaining her that the feeling of love and
affection with which the gift is given is more important than the gift itself
had any effect on her. The bigger the occasion, her expectation of getting a
bigger gift kept on growing. Any sermons on this topic by me were misconstrued
by her as my being miser or trying to save the money.
To drive in my point, on my
next wedding anniversary, I presented her a two rupee note with a sweet kiss.
This was not received very well by her. In my weaker times, she extracted a
promise from me to give her a piece of jewelry in lieu of this two rupee note.
This continued, in times to come, I insisting on not giving any importance to
the cost of the gift and she valuing its importance related to its cost. She
will even inflate her demand anticipating the reduction required to be done at
a later bargaining stage. Needless to say that I was the weaker and looser
party on all occasions.
Then later in our life, started
the valentine days and friendship days. To me personally any such day had no
bigger significance than the rest of the days, since I believed that these days
were shrewdly invented by the market strategists to augment their sales.
On one such occasion, when my
wife picked up a costly wristband my jealousy towards these market strategists
touched its new height and I became determined not to have her way this time.
So, instead, I picked up a cheap plastic friendship band costing just 10
rupees. I cited numerous advantages of this to her from lightness to
waterproofing and to its longer lasting properties. Seeing my resolve, though
not convinced, this time she gave in. I felt like a winner, for having had my
way, achieving value for money and most of all for not giving importance to the
cost of the gift. I was right, since for next many years, I saw my wife wearing
that band in the same condition as it was bought.
Then one day, in a state of
emergency, I was moved by her to the nearest hospital. I underwent a major high
risk emergency operation. Few days later, few more surgeries were performed on
me. After remaining in ICU for about 20days, I became more critical and was in
semiconscious state. Doctors started losing hope. The infection in my chest
kept growing. I was dwindling between the two worlds, unaware of which is the
real one. In that state I saw my wife standing before me, not understanding if
it was in realty or in dreams. She was holding that plastic friendship band and
extracting a promise from me. I heard her saying, ‘you have to live, see the friendship band you gave me is still
there. How can you break your promise?” This shook me, and for next 24 hours or
so I kept telling myself that I have to live, I cannot die else she will lose
faith in my valuable gift, Thus I survived and living today.
FROM MY COLLECTIONS – BRIG NK DHAND
Excellent, touching.
ReplyDeleteSir,
ReplyDeleteYour story is just a parallel to O Henry's "The Gift of the Magi". Really touching and sentimental narration with a moral lesson about gift-giving and its worth.