Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

When you read this some years later, you would wonder to know that when I wrote this, you were lying on my lap. I love you a lot. I can’t fathom this “lot”,  no one can, because I don’t show to everyone my love for you. But I will try to tell you here in petty words what kind of love it is.  My love for you is full of dreams and rainbows. When I see you growing up in my dreams, I see you as a bubbly girl dancing in joy, soaked to your soul in the rain of love. I see you as a mature girl, who knows the reason of being here, in this world. I don’t want you to walk on drawn patterns, I want you to draw new lines and see new horizons. You know, when you smile, you touch my soul. Keep smiling always and be different, that’s important. 

This was the cruelest wound ever. Lets understand it this way , till I did not conceive everyone wished I should have a baby, and when I did , they prayed it should be a boy. And when it was a girl, there was more sighs in the air than laughs. No it is not a whole truth. The truth is, my hubby was so happy to see his girl that the tears roll down his cheeks when he first saw her. My father in law was perhaps the least happy person. Even my Mother in law seemed too happy, because she has no girl child and she missed it so much in her life. Living in a joint family all these three years I realized, the society has changed but not that much. Boy-girl issue is still there even in educated families. Before marriage I had never thought that I would face such things after marriage. No wonder, joint family teaches you everything and makes you mature before time.