Couldn’t watch little kids squirming around as I
worried one of them would fall on her. I was almost her age, but as was the
norm at that time, did not know much about child-bearing, the physical and
emotional magic associated with it. Life was too busy with stuff to think much about it. Then I saw you for the
first time. Not everything was as I expected. Till this day I am trying to make
sense of those feelings.
And then those amazing few months we spent with you.
Adorable. The ease with which you adapted to a new surrounding surprised me. On day one you felt at home, but you did not like our neighbors picking you up or talking to you. Your eyes would well up and corners of your lips
would turn down ever so slightly. This was enough to get you back to the safety
of your own, people just couldn't see you cry. :)
It was fun to take you everywhere, pick out the cutest boy
outfits from limited collection. I still remember a white jumper suit with
green and orange pattern around the neck. That was my favorite.
You slept to the sound of Roja songs playing softly on the
tape recorder every single day. Still remember how your soft skin and damp hair
felt when you slept after the morning bath. And that one day when you were
quietly sitting on the kitchen floor devouring the mithais from a box.
So much has happened since. I have my own kids that I dote on. But
you just have this special place in my heart. Happy Birthday, Chinu!
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