I saw a beautiful couple today. It was raining heavily and a group of college students were running to find shelter in the rain. It was a small group of 2 guys and 3 girls. Out of them I could easily make the couple in the group. He was protective about her more than anybody, trying to get her to safety. Rain became a reason to hold each other’s hand, to feel the warmth and if I was her I wouldn’t have felt the cold rain at all, because all my attention would be focused on that warm hand holding me.
They came and stood in a bus shelter, as water was splashing from all corners, all of them just huddled up in a corner together, but the best spot was taken by the couple. He was leaning on the side of the shelter and she was so very lightly leaning on him, enough close to feel his warm breath on her, and to draw the warmth from his body. Believe me none of this seemed out of place or wrong, only because it was raining. One who knows romance could see that, between people who were worrying how to get home, or when will the rain stop, between the curses of untimely rain these young couple were making a private moment of their own.
Now among the very few, that couple would be one which will remember that rainy moment with some fondness. At that point of time I felt in an effort to balance life, achieve goals, complete responsibilities and fulfill the dreams we forget to enjoy the most wonderful moments of our life.
It is true that at certain age and time we would have wished that our life be full of these kinds of moments. Are we so forgetful that we ignore the moments which always made us smile. And we go in search of happiness defining it through luxury. And forget that to find happiness in luxury also we need those small moments when we shared it with somebody.
Buying a flower, remembering a special day, cooking somebody’s favourite dish, smiling whenever we say goodbye, letting them know how much they mean to you, a simple hug, a phone call without reason, or just being there and enjoying the moment. I can fill pages of these small acts and moments but I regret that people forget to fill it in their lives. Wake up people Big picture is made of small details.