I opened the bundle of my memories and it slipped. Scattered on the floor making me smile. I drowned in those memories. I have a load of happy moments with my loved ones to recall. I always wish to relive that time again and again. And my greatest memories…
I have written a zillion times everywhere about the birth of my niece. Here and there I always mention her. She is the sunshine of my life. The most wonderful part happened to me till now. And if I think about her; I can’t pick one single memoir. I have many. Almost four years rolled down with her and I don’t know where I will store the upcoming memories with her in my mind. Obviously the born day is the best memory I have about her.
She born on a time when I was pursuing my studies and going through so many personal strains and issues. I felt those time as the worst part of my life. Being in a mental crisis I managed to spend most of my time with the baby. My mental stress carved my physical health too. I was slumber all the time and every day I was losing hope in myself. It was on the 25th day after her birth I went and laid beside her. She was sleeping and I was weeping. Till then I had a pastime of making her clutch my fingers with her tiny hands. She never did that her own. I made myself much closer to her not disturbing her sleep and I was thinking about what should I do to regain myself. I closed my eyes and prayed for an answer from Almighty. All of a sudden her tiny fingers moved and clutched my fingers in her sleep and she held it tightly. She gave a bare smile, still with closed eyes and continued her sleep. That moment! It is one of the turning point in my life. That moment I started to find my life and happiness through her. I smiled at her. I talked to her even if she is asleep. I discussed my worries with her hoping she is understanding me. She often gave me smiles or little voices when I ask her something and I started from there. I decided my next step with her. Everyone will feel funny while reading this. What can a one month baby do to you? But for me, I bounced back from there. I resurrected from that little second and here I am; strong enough. While writing this I am having the same chill on my bones I had at that time & a little welled up eyes.
My baby.. I don’t know whether you will remember how well bonded we both were when you are a kid and I was your aunt.. I don’t know whether you know how well connected we are now.. Time will pass and you may forget the games we played, the stories I made, the lullabies I sung and the walks we had.. I was happy when I saw your first teeth.. I was super excited when you started calling your Mumma.. I jumped in air when I saw you walking.. I felt proud when you always say You wanna grow up and wish to be like me.. I loved it when you copy my little traits and make me laugh.. After all, you made me smile.. smile and smile.. Nothing over ruled my love towards you from the moment you born.. Love you honey!!