“Someone I loved once
gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too,
was a gift.”
-Mary Oliver
The other day I was
wondering what could be a perfect gift to give someone. It may seem like a
mundane question but then it gets difficult as you think about the possible
viable options. The joy of giving is beyond all the earthly joys and hence this
question deserves some ponder. So let’s analyze it.
Flowers, you say? The grand
gladioli, creative carnations and resplendent roses! Yeah, flowers look pretty;
smell good too but then what? See them wilting day by day and you will feel a certain
kind of sadness around. They become more of a burden on the soul with passing
time.
Certain gadgets, you
suggest? Well gadgets are definitely attractive I would say with shiny outlook
and various functionalities but in less than a month they would become obsolete
and outdated with updated versions coming in market almost daily and in less
than six months they would be replaced. So all of you
pop-culture-crap-creatures, I say no to gadgets as well.
And similarly I would
reject options like chocolates, perfumes and ornaments as they fail on some
grounds.
A gift I feel must be
an endless source of light, a heavenly shower, a basket of hopes or a beam of
sunshine. But these things are beyond the ambit of human beings. I wonder isn't there something which includes all of them and remains within our reach too. I want an answer and this desire is so fierce that I look everywhere to find it. I look
outside and then I look inside myself too and I find,
“I am not sure that I exist,
actually. I am all the writers I have read….” – (Jorge Luis Borges)
Yes, a major part of me
is what I've read. I can find the greatest of writers and their quotes inside
me. This is a thing that would go to the grave with me and so the thought of
the person, who introduced me to these quotes/ writers/ books. This makes a
book the most awesome and dangerously beautiful gift at the same time. Times will
come and go but some ideas, quotes and beliefs would remain with you beyond
life.
And I’m certainly that
weirdo who would want you to remember her with a deep seated idea in your mind
that transgress time and space. So I’m sorry for the spoiler alert but next
time when you are getting a gift from me you can save the adrenaline rush while
unwrapping it by being sure that it is a book.
Now, kill me royally!