Traditions : The Unspoken Language of Love
A few days ago, my father called me downstairs and handed me the most random bundle of photographs he found just laying around in a packet. As I opened the set of almost 200 something photographs with ‘All I want for Christmas is You’ looped unavoidably in my head, it surprised me to find prints that one doesn’t find anymore. With round edges and the vintage yellow tint to them, some were my mother’s childhood pictures that I saw for the very first time. Among those were some I couldn’t even recognize. On flipping them, another thing I saw for the very first time were notes at the back by the sender themselves. One was my mother’s college mate, another an aunt- all wishing Merry Christmas or a Happy New Year to her. Shocking as it may sound, I had not seen a real, physical Christmas card sent from far away before. And as I started sorting these precious memories sitting beside my Christmas tree, the importance of traditions hit me. Holidays are never the same for everyone. While s