Gifts come in any form and from anywhere. It can take the form of divine blessings or humble chickpea chaat! Three wise men came to meet infant Jesus with gold, frankincense and myrrh. Does God really need gifts or is it the manifestation of desire of wanting to be loved? Is it the doer who gets the more pleasure than the receiver? I don’t have all the answers.

A morning cup of tea made by your lover just before you wake up… A quite evening in company of a dear friend… Someone suddenly opening up, trusting you, being vulnerable showing the wounds that time had failed to heal… A touch of a friend’s hand on the shoulder when life crushes you down… That stranger on a motorcycle giving you a lift home on a cold rainy night… A smile on the face of a friend seeing you after a long time… Putting up with all your annoyance, stubbornness and whining…

In Hindu mythology there are countless Gods and Goddesses, almost all of them have more than two hands. As if you cannot accommodate all the gifts you wish to give or receive with just two hands. I don’t know about Gods and Goddesses or gold, frankincense and myrrh. But in my life I have seen many wise ones. They are all my Magi.