The smile on the face giving way to anticipation on seeing the neatly packed package – the eagerness to open it: a second later and the anxiety in the giver’s mind through the entire scene and later – GIFTS! – one sails through waves of emotions on the mention of the word.
When I talk about gifts, I mean those which are bought from heart and not for the sake of “need to”.
For old or young, a big one or small, neatly done up in a fancy wrapper or just hidden in a plastic bag – does not matter; Gifts are always a special way to say you care, you love or you are simple there.
Gifts are a journey, specially for the one giving it – the hours of seeking suggestions on what, excitedly looking around for something that just clicks, the multiple trips to the market for finding that perfect colour you have in mind, the butterflies in stomach before finally purchasing it – will they like it? – and nothing can match the absolute feeling of joy when one is aimlessly roaming around, spots something and knows it is meant for their loved one.
I share my wishes,
sprinkled with hope;
Small it might be,
Bundled with joy and love
I always smile and hand over my package to you.
P.S : Do share your experiences, if you have any, related to giving or receiving gifts!
Reveries of Flight ! 
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