A/N- This thing is pure imagination any relevance of one’s personal life to the story is sheer coincidence and maybe you could thank me for writing it up for the world to read.

Happy Reading folks! 


Sitting by the window she watched the sky grow dark as the nimbuses gathered. The soft pitter-patter of the rain was audible as the drops fell on the leaves, beautifying it with every drop. As a drop raced down the windowpane, she smiled to herself and hurried to her shelf.

Sarah picked up the hardcover at the end of the shelf, dusted it and returned to sit by the window. She crossed her legs, ran her hand across the cover of the photo album, “Alma de la casa.” As she went through some of the pictures one particular photo held her attention, that was the last photo of them clicked together and below “Amigos Para Siempre” was scribbled.

A thousand thoughts and memories shuffled through her brain and arrested on the day when he held her hand and they just walked around because that was the only thing she loved which slowly transformed to the first time she went on a bike ride with him, he tried to maintain the speed limit as he was asked to but looking at her sullen face he pushed the limits and let her experience how it feels to talk to the wind. From their fights on who will get the bigger slice of pizza to her apologizing him for pulling his hair and hitting him in the process, to the day when she got bored at social parties because her partner in crime was busy attending his, to him photo-bombing her graduation ceremony photos, to sneaking into the kitchen quietly and having a look at the fridge for any desserts left, to proudly celebrating his success, to hugging him for the last time before leaving for the airport and adjuring him not to leave, to bidding him the final adieu at the airport. How she wished for the time to stop right then and there, but alas! She looked on as he hurried in, how he didn’t even look back once because she knew if he did he will never be able to board the flight and travel to his dreamland.

As the chain of thoughts ended, tears rolled down her cheeks, wiping them away she muttered to herself “It will be the last time I see you guys, for a while now.” The rain had stopped and there was this broad daylight, sun peeking behind the skyscrapers. As the clock struck 2, she realized she was already fifteen minutes late and in the meantime, a  message pinged, “5 years have passed and here you are late as usual. Be quick. Waiting. :D” She collected the car keys and drove away.

The photo album smiled to itself, Sarah wasn’t the one who waited this long. He did his waiting 5 years of it, to fill him with the memories of Sarah and Lucas. The empty pockets in the album were a proof of his waiting but not anymore. Soon the 2016 pockets will get filled probably making up for the voids of the past five years. The album was rightfully named “Alma de la casa”, THE SOUL OF THE HOUSE. It contained all the memories and lifetime events of Sarah and Lucas. It was never HOME without them, those waves of laughter and those fights, cursing each other and yet apologizing if they were rude to one another. It was a long wait for a sister to meet the most special person in her life, her SUPERHE… oops, BROTHER. And the album patiently waited for the sibling duo to breathe in some soul to it.

PS- Before Lucas left for the airport he told Sarah,

“ You know how I always wanted to be a SUPERHERO but I realized being a BROTHER is even better than being a Superhero.”

~Smaranika Dash


39 thoughts on “KEEPER OF THE MEMORIES…

  1. Such a beautiful piece. Feels like words every single emotions that was needed to be conveyed. And the ending itself is a beautiful highlight ! 🙂
    Keep writing …..

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  2. This one is really heart touching nd inspirational as well….words fall short to say tht the smoothy nd sofisticated way, indeed the beautiful, vibrant nd living words u hv arranged showing as if the story itself hypnotizes to give a true vestige in everyone’s life… more precise it is one of beautiful story
    Anyone will ever read…..keep it up…..nd we want a new story as well……god bless u…smaranika….

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  3. It’s just wow…smaarnika…dis 1 is more beautiful than d previous one…each word of ur story expresses something which can’t be even explained ryt here…keep writing… may u have a beautiful future ahead..

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  4. see.. this is what i see in ur blog….emotions…and a beautifully written story.. man.. u touched my emotions….don’t wry foodie.. i will always read your blogs…..

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  5. Heart-touching.. Precise and deep thoughts…
    Awesome work! Hufflepuff 😉
    Keep it up!
    Wish u all the best for your future creations!
    P.S. – Teach me Spanish :p

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    1. Thanks Dibyajyoti! Am glad you liked it. And about teaching Spanish, well am a beginner myself but as soon as I get my hands on it perfectly will definitely pass on to you. 😉
      ~Hufflepuff(Dash) 😛


  6. Yet another marvellous piece of creation ….. and the caption is the showstopper .. the element of mystery that u maintained till the end is commendable ………. waiting for another superb work 😀 😀 😀


  7. Such an adorable piece nipa..☺Photo albums are always the best keepers of old memories.. Earlier people used to keep letters and telegrams as well,from their loved ones as a token of their memories.. Siblings have always been suffering such phases in their lives..and both of us have been a part of it already.. 😉

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