Actually, May 31 is an absolutely unique day for our family. I am not sure though that my brother, Sanju, with whom it is related would really like a so very public mention of it. He is a private person when it comes to unique days that relate to him.
On this special day, however, he would not mind my sharing of three stories that deal with that unique special something called 'love'. The first one is by Premchand. It is entitled "Idgah", and it celebrates the familial love, especially the love a sensitive kid feels for his caring hard-working (grand)parent.
The second one of these deals with the bond a couple shares. As a student of literary criticism, I can point out any number of narrative faults in it. Even then I like it tremendously. It is entitled "The Gift of Magi". Written by O'Henry, an American author, it shows the tenderness of pure love that poverty cannot corrupt.
The third story I want to talk about it is entitled "The Watch". It is written in German by Elie Wiesel, a Holocaust survivor. It shows in a very sensitive yet mature way how one survives unbelievable injustices that can neither be forgotten nor truly forgiven. A great story about growing up, it is indeed heart-rending.
Hope you would read all these, and many more. They are easily accessible on the internet incidentally. Do let me know your response, please!
Pratima@ I talked of stories today because they are one aspect of that unique special something which is the bestest period of our life, the childhood and the togetherness we share with our siblings and our parents, something that needs a unique special something of a celebration, right?
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