Even during the last spring we didn’t enjoy much, rather i didn’t enjoy as much as Lewis and Josephine did. I can feel the spring has come up but no smell of all those beautiful flowers which i loved to smell when we were younger has reached me yet. May be the flowers have become so bad that they have stopped giving smells but mama always says flowers are very good.
May be they are tired for an unknown reason. You know what, i feel bored if i sit here in our garden for long these days.
Josephine is my sister and Lewis my brother. Both are elder to me and i’m the youngest. They always love teasing me so i call them by their name. Josephine never complains but Lewis used to hate me when i call him by his name. Of course he’s the eldest. That’s why. Mama told me so. Well he doesn’t complain now. Since i was born i have always had this feeling that I’m different from the rest. I’m sure i am because on my birthday two months back, mama gave me a tight hug, that was unusual though, and whispered me in my ears that i was the best and would always remain the best. I felt so happy except for the fact that mama was crying that evening. I could see her tears rolling down drenching her whole face. When i asked what the matter was, she replied that she was so proud of me that’s why. I can still remember the chocolate cake mama made for me that evening two months back. Now i can’t eat chocolate cakes. Mama says its bad for health but Lewis and Josephine always eat. Though not in front of me but i have seen them eating. Why can’t i eat? I would never know.
Since that evening everything has changed a lot. Lewis and Josephine have stopped teasing me. Lewis has stopped getting angry when i call him by his name. Rather he has started taking care of me so much in this last two months. Now-a-days i don’t even feel like playing with them. I get tired very soon so mama gives me two energy drinks everyday. The one in dark blue bottle is really tasty but i hate the one in black.
Now these days i am sleeping a lot. You know what, its very funny to say but one can find me in my bed almost all the time since last few days. The most interesting part of it is that mama has shifted my bed to the window side. Now i can see the garden right in front of me from my window. Mama knows i love our garden and love it the best during the spring when i can smell the beautiful flowers all over the garden. Today the garden isn’t beautiful at all. It’s very dull and the flowers are all very ugly and i can’t get the usual smell. This isn’t looking like our garden during spring but i’m sure that the next spring is going to be new, fresh and the best. I am feeling kind of restless. I wish i could see it very soon. I wanted to make a painting of our garden but i think its better to do it in the next spring.I don't know why but i am feeling very weak today.
How would a mind of a child know this? As a mother i always wanted to take a good care of my children. I’m sorry Henry, my child. In spite of all my care and love, i won’t be able to make you smile again. Look at the way he is looking out of his window; hope in his eyes, wishes of his own and dreams all over him. Wish i could see them fulfilled in front of his eyes.
Oh Henry, how can i make you understand that this.......is your last spring!
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Thank you Kaushani and i'm glad that i could write up to ur expectations. I'll try my best to produce even better stuffs in the future.
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