A Wish (short story)


‘Come here my child…come here!’, called the man to the 8 year old with open arms.

‘Oh! grandpa’, the kid rushed into his arms which remained even open to shower blessings and love.

‘Come come…sit by my side’, said the man while taking a deep breath. ‘I am so happy to see you son.’

‘You always are, grandpa!’, chuckled the kid.

‘Haha…indeed! But this is a special moment, you see. This is a crucial moment of my life, or rather your life; today, you will receive from me what I have until now kept safe in the coffers of my spirit.’ The man coughed aloud. He seemed fatigued.

‘Oh wow! You amaze me grandpa! Is it a treasure that you will be giving me, like the ones in those fairy tale books? You narrate so well grandpa’, the kid happily kissed him on his left cheek. Tears started brimming his eyes.

‘Oh boy! My boy…you enliven me’, said he while shedding off his tears. ‘Sit sit. I’ll tell you everything! Those fairy tales, you see, are just that…fairy tales. Nothing is more adventurous than the life itself, my boy!’

‘What do you mean grandpa! Fairy tales have all the magic, the fun. I haven’t seen that magic anywhere outside those books…’, frowned the kid and looked disgustingly away.

‘You see, that’s the beauty of life. Life reveals magic only when its possessor wants it to get revealed. Magic is within you, my child.’

‘Ohh…is it?’, gleamed the kid eyes and a little smile came on his face.

‘Haha…you see that! This smile of yours…this smile may become a hope for someone to live. Because it is more than a smile. And it always was. Your smile is the sum of all the goodness that you have.’

‘And you say that my smile is a treasure? But then how can you give it to me, because it has always been with me?’

‘Oh no no no…the treasure is still with me. You are so agile my boy, haha…but this old man no more is. Let him have his breath!’

The old man slid his one hand into the right pocket of his trousers. The kid was intently watching him. ‘Is the treasure there grandpa?’

‘Yes, sort of…’, the man said while pulling out his hand. It was curled into a fist. ‘Bring your both hands son.’

The man opened his fist into the kid’s hands to reveal what it held.

‘Grandpa! …Its empty!!’

‘No, my son. It is not. My wish is my treasure, and today I am giving you this seed of my wish.’

‘What is that wish, grandpa?’

‘My wish is to see you strongest in the winds of tide and bravest in the mire of fear. My wish is to support you in this vital phase of your life.’

‘You will always be there with grandpa, as my greatest support. Won’t you?’

‘My son. I cannot tell you how much I love you. And I would never want my support to become your weakness. The age has come when you’ll have to realize your inner strength and bring out the magic hidden deep in the chasms of your spirit. The time has come for you to fail in order to know the taste of success, to fall in order to know the joy of rising.’

The man started coughing rapidly. A man in white rushed towards him. ‘Call him immediately!’, he shouted.

‘Grandpa, be careful…I’m scared’, he started sobbing.

‘Hey hey…don’t cry my boy! Its the old age problems, you see. Oh of course you see. And you’ll understand it one day as well. I’ll be waiting for you, my son. Going for a minor treatment, you know.’, he kissed the kid lovingly on both cheeks and bid a goodbye.

The child came out of the ward, sobbing.

‘Poor child, you see. He has no one except his grandpa.’, told a nurse to another one while noticing the sobbing kid.

The child went outside and sat on a bench while the numerous patients of terminal diseases were entering.

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