I had to wait twenty eight years to experience…
There is someone whose eyes sparkle on seeing me..
There is someone who jumps with joy when I get back from work..
There is someone who dances when I sing..
There is someone who enjoys dancing with me… laughing all the time..
There is someone who stops crying when getting a hug from me..
There is someone who smiles when kissed by me…
There is someone who wants to hear my lullabies to sleep…
Above all, there is someone who prefers to be with me, than being with anyone else in the world…
My little star who shines so bright my life glows ever so bright with the rays of love.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
The Princess Diaries
An excerpt from my diary dated November 18th.
Today is November 18th. It has been 8 months since I saw her for the first time. The memories of that meeting are still so vivid in my mind.
I heard someone say “Moncy, it’s a beautiful girl”.
I looked at her.
She did not notice me.
But I liked her. That crude form of innocence was something which I had never seen in my whole life. I knew that I was going to be totally in love with her.
At first it was really difficult to please her. I always did whatever was possible to make her happy. But she never acknowledged it.
It took long 7 weeks of hard work and sleepless nights to get my first reward, her first smile. Oh.. God! It was so heavenly… so beautiful… a perfect smile. I was overwhelmed with joy. THAT was the most wonderful moment in my life.
Gradually she started loving me. Now, she can’t even spend a moment without me, she needs me for everything, to feed her, to play with her, to cuddle her to sleep; the list goes on and on.
Sadly, its now time for me to leave her and get back to work. I really don’t know how we can cope up with this separation.
My dear daughter I want to be with you always. I want to witness each of your “firsts”. Although I got to witness your first crawl, your first smile, there are many other first I truly want to be a part of… the first step… the firsts of everything.
I don’t want to miss any of that. I don’t enjoy anyone else feeding you, bathing you, patting you to sleep. The thought of leaving you with a maid really makes me wanna give up my job, no matter how much it meant to me earlier.
However, I have no choice darling. I have to work to make your future secure.
It’s for you my darling. So forgive me my dear.
Today is November 18th. It has been 8 months since I saw her for the first time. The memories of that meeting are still so vivid in my mind.
I heard someone say “Moncy, it’s a beautiful girl”.
I looked at her.
She did not notice me.
But I liked her. That crude form of innocence was something which I had never seen in my whole life. I knew that I was going to be totally in love with her.
At first it was really difficult to please her. I always did whatever was possible to make her happy. But she never acknowledged it.
It took long 7 weeks of hard work and sleepless nights to get my first reward, her first smile. Oh.. God! It was so heavenly… so beautiful… a perfect smile. I was overwhelmed with joy. THAT was the most wonderful moment in my life.
Gradually she started loving me. Now, she can’t even spend a moment without me, she needs me for everything, to feed her, to play with her, to cuddle her to sleep; the list goes on and on.
Sadly, its now time for me to leave her and get back to work. I really don’t know how we can cope up with this separation.
My dear daughter I want to be with you always. I want to witness each of your “firsts”. Although I got to witness your first crawl, your first smile, there are many other first I truly want to be a part of… the first step… the firsts of everything.
I don’t want to miss any of that. I don’t enjoy anyone else feeding you, bathing you, patting you to sleep. The thought of leaving you with a maid really makes me wanna give up my job, no matter how much it meant to me earlier.
However, I have no choice darling. I have to work to make your future secure.
It’s for you my darling. So forgive me my dear.
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