Lost lost lost

          Sam was very happy today. Whole day he spent keeping a watch on the door of his small and untidy room waiting for his dad to come and bring his year awaited gift on the cheerful day of Christmas. This was the trend of family from years that on this greatest day of the year Sam's father bring gift for everyone in the house.

          This trend took a turn when Sam's father lost his job at the most powerful company in the Europe. He lost his job due to some reasons with his boss at the company. After that he started working in a small factory in the community with very less salary. He had lost all his savings in buying a new house to live in as they used to live in company's quarter earlier. After that, gifts only came for their only sibling Sam.

          Sam was very excited as father had promised to bring a small electric guitar for him. He had seen many of his seniors used to play tones on their guitar and girls used to love them.  He also wanted to be with someone and spent time with her. So he picked up a path of learning guitar for this purpose. He had also asked one of the senior to teach him play.

          Sam's father Harry walked inside a shop after his work. He asked for the salesman as he was not at the counter. Salesman came from the back of the shop. He was holding an electric guitar which he had just brought from the store to sell.

"Hey, Mr. Harry. How are you?" Salesman asked him.
"I am fine. What about you?" He asked the salesman.
"Fit and fine. Tell me how can I help you?"
"I wanted to gift my sweat little boy an electric guitar."
"I think you are at the right place. This one is the brand new. He is going to love this."

Harry checked out his pocket and asked again," How much it cost?"
"Not much just 100 dollars. Offer only for you."

          Harry took money out of his pocket and put it on the counter. Salesman was shocked to see the condition of the currency that he was carrying. He began to count the folded notes. It took him no less than 5 minutes to finish the counting and in the end he founded that Harry was 5 dollars short.

"92....93....94..and 95 this is it. You are short by five dollars.......But its your lucky day. Its yours."

          Harry was so happy to hear that. He got it wrapped and started his journey to home. He walked some distance by foot to reach the metro station and took metro toward his house. He was thinking about what Sam will say on seeing this.

          As he was thinking about this he found that he had reached the station near to his home. He got of the metro and rushed toward his home. He found a big Christmas tree lightened up on the occasion of the big day. He stayed there for sometime.

          Then he remembered the delay that he had already made to reach home and started walking with full speed. He was stopped by a voice from behind calling his name. He turned back and saw it was his neighbors Mr. Smith and his beautiful newly wedded wife. He asked him to take a picture of the couple.

          He took the picture in hurry and began to walk with long foot. He was moving as speedy he could be. His heart was beating heavily. His shadow grows and hide as he took turns on that roads. He reached home and rang the bell.

         His wife was waiting for him to arrive. She opened the door for him.
"You are late honey. What took you so long." She asked him and leaned forward to kiss him.

          Sam's mother was a skinny lady looking in her late fifties although she was not that old but the effect of medicines had made her look like that. She was wearing a long loose dress which incremented her look off more aged.

          Despite of Sam mother's illness Harry had never thought of leaving her in between. This was due to love that the couple had endured from last 15 years of their marriage. Harry was very thankful to her that she was with him when the bad time struck them so hard leaving nothing with them.

         "Nothing baby this is because of your little kid". Harry said to his wife.
"Where is he?"
"In there waiting for you." She said

         Harry got inside and check his left hand in which he was holding his son's gift and to his great surprise he felt nothing. He moved his eyes toward his hand and found that there was no gift in his hand.

"Where is it?" He asked himself.
"What happened?" His wife overheard him and asked him.
"The guitar its not here. I have lost it."
"What.....where?" She asked
"I don't remember." He said
"What will we say to him." She asked him again.
"Wait let me think." Harry turned to think and found his son listening to everything that happened.

"It's okay dad. What if I could not have a guitar this year. You had worked so hard for your family for us to make us happy. I must contribute toward my family. You don't have to feel bad if you had lost it. It is okay We will buy it next time. Tell me how was your day." Sam said to his father.

          Harry was deeply moved by his son's words and hug him so tightly in his arms. Whole of the family stayed there for more than five minutes and nobody moved in this span. Then Harry left his son and wife and asked her to bring the meal that she had cooked for them for this beautiful day.

          They enjoyed the beautiful evening eating the meal and nobody thought of the lost guitar. All three of them smiled to each other and spend that evening without tension. Sam's mother sang a prayer in the name of god and both of folded their hands for the prayer.

          Then the family went to sleep but Harry was not able to reach anywhere near to his sleep. He got up and went to the drawing room and started thinking about the guitar. While thinking he didn't even know when he went to sleep.

          Sam woke up and found that his dad was asking for him. He got up and went to him in the drawing room. He found that he was writing something. It read ' LOST LOST LOST.'

"What is this, dad." Sam asked.
"This is a notice." Harry said
"Why are you writing this." Sam asked again
"We will stick them on the roads end and the places where I think I might had dropped your guitar and if anybody knows about it he will contact us." Harry said and smiled.

          Sam smiled to his father and hugged him. Whole of the afternoon they spent in pasting the copies on various boards of the community. They returned in the afternoon and ate there lunch. Sam went to his room.

          After two days Harry came home with the Sam's guitar and asked her wife to keep it a secret and not tell Sam anything about it. She promised him.

          When Sam came out of his room for having dinner, Harry placed it inside and came out. After finishing dinner when he came back to see the guitar for him. He opened the packaging and found 'Sam's guitar' printed on it. He came back outside and asked his father about how he founded it.

          Harry told them the whole story about finding the guitar. He told that this morning a call came to him from police station and asked him to come there. He went there and found the guitar there. Policeman told him that he found that guitar with a thief who was running after steeling some goods from a home. They identified all the items but said that this guitar did not belonged to them. Then they found a notice on the board about a lost guitar and found your contact. We contacted you and you are here.

SAM HUGGED HIS FATHER AND WENT BACK TO HIS ROOM AND STARTED PLAYING ONE OF HIS FAVOURITE TONES.