Vase Forum: The Closet

Dear Wasim

I observed Diwali cleanliness. The entire house was being cleaned one by one. A retired man. It may happen that I help in the housework but don't let the bride-in-law take over the work. Then he would sit quietly in the chair and watch. Make appropriate suggestions where necessary. And now it was the turn of the hall closet. A wooden closet. His mother made it very carefully. Grandmother had such a closet when mom got married. That's it! Mom made a similar closet. Mom farsighted. One meal for each member of the family. Carved work done on cupboard. A wooden cupboard is thus heavy. Mom loves the closet. Do not allow anyone to stop or open. Saying, 'Your clothes will be scattered, I will remove them.' Mom is gone. I asked for this cupboard when the property was being divided between four brothers. Everyone was shocked. That's it! A closet, nothing else. There was a cough. A sudden cough broke his thoughts. The cupboard was emptying. The piles of clothes were being shuffled one by one and placed in one place in an orderly manner. how many clothes Vastari's family has so many clothes. Three sons, two daughters, two daughters-in-law and children. When all these clothes are in this closet, it feels as if they are all under my umbrella! His chair is in front of the wooden cupboard. Ma's reflection was visible in the closet. My good-natured memories would come alive in my mind. A life lost in the closet and each other. 'Daddy, the back of the cupboard is full of termites…' the son-in-law came and said. There he coughed again.}