When I saw her first she was a six month old cute cuddly teddy bear, her big black eyes outlined with kohl and an extension (vaal in malayalam) towards her temples. Her toothless grin made me rush towards her and gather her in my arms. I would look forward to come home after school and dress her up. She was my Barbie doll. I always dressed her up in a very different ways. I loved being with her.
Slowly, she started schooling when I was in my Xth grade. Every recess I used to rush to her class. Though we were not allowed to meet the kindergarden kids her eyes used to search me. A wave and a smile. Happily both of us returned to our routine life.
The bond grew stronger. She grew from a toddler to a chirpy teenager under my watchful eyes. When she came 2nd in the class, I punished her for not coming 1st (How foolish of me!) Trudging along with her for her bharatnatyam classes was never a burden but today I feel I have to push myself to do it for my daughter. During the PTA meeting I used to be the youngest proud parent.
Time flies! Schooling over, College days are here. Everyday I had to hear one thing "Chechi what will I wear? I have nothing to wear" Graduation over, MBA taken. Suddenly she finds love. My heart skips a beat. Has she grown up to lead a life of her own? .
Gone are those school days, college days. My baby has really grown up. Today she is a mother of a 2 yr. old mischievious boy. Phew! when did all of this happen?
Turning back, I wonder what is that people call Blood is thicker than water. We are not related by blood but still the bond is stronger. How is that when she is hurt i feel a pain. Why does my chest swell with pride when she rises up in her career. Why do my eyes grow moist when I see her all happy and content in her own space. God Bless Her!
This sets me thinking. We live in a wonderful world where the creator has given us all the tools to spread love and receive love. Its only we who create this barrier and set rules whom we should love and who should love us. Imagine a world without any of this barriers. The word Hate will not exist. I would love to see my next generation living in such a world which looks highly impossible today.
