It was a bright and sunny morning in the year 1985.
A little boy was impatient in front of the operation theatre.
He looked more anxious than his dad,
for his mom had promised him a special gift very soon.

And at about 10.45am,
he heard a disturbing,

loud cry of a baby inside the room.
He held his dad’s hands tightly.

A few minutes later,

a nurse opened the door and

brought a white wrap of cloth.
He couldn’t see what was in it,
so the boy stretched his legs

and tried his best to get a glance.
That’s when his dad took the wrap of cloth

and showed it to him.

There it was…
His gift from mom!

Wrapped in white cotton cloth,
Tiny eyes closed and alseep,
Tiny hands folded and close to chest,
Curly hair, black and fallen on her forehead,
Her face so soft and red,
There she was lying, his gift!

His angel!!!

The little boy couldn’t stop his smile.
He was afraid to touch her.
Slowly, he bent and kissed her on the forehead.
The first touch of love,
she got from the unfamiliar world!

And so…..
I WAS BORN!!!