Sometime ago in May 2018
I gave my son, Pratham, a 550 piece jigsaw puzzle to rake up his brain and use his time constructively in the summer holidays. His cousin, Nishita, had also come over and they both seemed quite excited with this challenge. Even before they started solving it, they were quarrelling about who will fit the last piece. Obviously, both wanted the honour and none was willing to give it up for cousin bonding. And thus began the quest to solve it to the last piece.
First, they separated the pieces based on their colour. This helped to narrow down the search. Then, they separated the ones that had a smooth side. This helped them form the borders of the puzzle. Then, every piece was tried, turned and twisted to find where it would fit correctly. Each time they found a correct match, there was such an uproar, a sense of triumph that we are getting closer to victory. Apart from those at home, friends from the colony also got involved in this engaging activity and would come over to put in their contribution in the making of Hagrid and his motorcycle ride.
Utmost care was taken to keep all the pieces safe. A corner in the house was dedicated to the spread and everyone was told to be mindful of the puzzle station. The maid was instructed to sweep and mop carefully. The little ones, Diaa and Jenisha, took care to tip toe around the puzzle. Slowly, the puzzle started taking shape. Piece by piece, inch by inch, the children were nearing the last piece. More than halfway through the puzzle, it was found that one piece has gone missing! The children skipped a heartbeat. Inspite of being most careful, one piece was lost! Next, it was mission missing piece. A massive hunt to find it started. All the pieces were counted, re counted and counted again, but it was always one less-549. The sofa was turned upside down, the curtains were given a vigorous shake, the bed was flipped over, the toy boxes were emptied but it was nowhere to be found.
One person who found it extremely difficult to accept this was Pratham. He was just not able to face it that the last piece will always remain unsolved. He kept looking for it for hours in every nook and corner but he was not ready to give up the search.
Finally, I made him sit next to me and I told him,” the piece is lost, we don’t know when it was lost, you tried your best to find it but in vain. So now, it’s time to let it go. We don’t have control over everything. Sometimes, things go wrong, situations get out of hand and desires remain unfulfilled. But life goes on. Life doesn’t stop. This missing piece is a reminder that we tried our best. It’s not always possible to have everything in totality. Ultimately, it’s the effort that counts and not the result. Also, there’s a certain mystery in incomplete, a little thrill, a little curiosity about how it would be if it was complete. Somethings in life are beautiful, even if incomplete.”
We finished the puzzle in the coming few days. But the missing piece had taken away the excitement of finishing it. After all, it started as a quest to the last piece. Both Pratham and Nishita were very happy with the fruit of their labour but the missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle continued to allure them!
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