Days are Gone

Bread and Jelly is the perfect combo; it has been one of my favorite snacks since my childhood. My mother would always prepare them for us; I would spread my hands to give a little bit of jelly to have without bread. The more I take, the more I want. So she would hurriedly prepare for us and take that jar away, hahaha. My brother and I would bring out that jar when she wouldn't be around and have our hearts filled. That was a daily life incident as long as that particular jar is not empty.

I still remember the day when I just had a quarrel with my brother over a toy, so we won't talk. Suddenly I remembered that jar of orange jelly and went toward that, but the problem was that I couldn't open the jar; it was tighter than my capabilities to open. I wasn't able to open it, nor would my brother help as we had just had a fight. Instead, he told my mother that I was eating that jelly secretly. When we were in the midst of a clash, these kinda complaints were normal, I did too, many times, and I used to dig crimes from the past and put him in difficult situations mostly, hehe.

Yeap, I was caught; my innocent eyes were pleading with her to open that jar for me. She laughed at seeing me as I was caught, they both did, and then again, she opened that jar for me and gave me a spoon, told both of us to complete it as our father had already brought another one. Hearing this, our disputes faded away within a few seconds, and we finished the jar within a short time. Golden days!

That was a story from my childhood, many years have passed. Now I can open all the jars, but the enthusiasm is missing. Now, rarely I would pick that jar and have it.

So, I was on my chair, busy with my stuff. Suddenly my mother entered my room with a jar in her hand. Nope, that wasn't any of those orange jelly jars; it's a normal one that is a part of her kitchen stuff. She couldn't open that jar as it was stuck very tight so she brought that to me to help her out. Yeap, I felt that it was tighter than usual. Well, I opened that for her, and she left, and that was when those memories started flashing in my mind. I was smiling a little bit on remembering those memories.

How fast time changes! Once, we used to see her opening those jars for us as they were beyond our strength, and now, the clock is ticking in the opposite direction. With time, they would start to depend on us just like we did, and we must care for them the same way they did in our childhood.

They say that's how life goes on, like a wheel that never stops revolving.