Today, as I was going through my old stuffs, I found this wonderful gift which was almost forgotten by me. Some two and a half years ago, I got a surprise gift from one of the people whom I admire the most. Yes, I got candles. Artistic, handmade beautiful candles of different shapes and sizes. There were three of them and each was equally lovely.
In the letter, there is a request to not burn the candles in the loadshedding tormented hours. Clearly that’s more a humour than the request. Because I needed no such appeal for that. Those candles when lit may illuminate the dark hours due to loadshedding for a moment or two but when left as they are, will illuminate my many more dark hours of the life in the future. The much needed affection, smile and warmth will be served every time I behold these candles. It’s hard to believe that the unlit candles possess more power than the lit ones to lighten someone’s life.
What does a man need? He simply needs love and a simple reminder that somewhere someone is putting all their efforts to make him happy. These candles and letter are just that. They are a reminder to me that no matter how life turns to be, no matter how fast I run, I will always be loved and I will always find someone waiting for me to share the moments. Whenever I pause in this fast paced life, looking for an inspiration, looking for that extra support or the much needed love and assurance, I will always find these unburnt candles to light up my life.
Here’s to my dear sister whose candles will always light up my world without being burned. Cheers!