She came into my world 8 days back.
When I saw her for the first time, she had a striking resemblance with her brother.
I remember seeing my son in a similar situation almost 5 years back.
Those small eyes were wondering what’s happening in this world and why it’s so bright in this world, all of a sudden.
Those little hands and tiny fingers awaiting to be kissed.
That small body wrapped in a sheet.
After a couple of people, it was finally my turn to have my baby in my lap.
And I was proud as hell as I became a proud father once again, this time the only difference is, it was a baby girl.
I called her using the pet name I kept for her during my wife’s pregnancy. She responded. I didn’t know if she really responded to my voice or she did it just like that, I felt proud nevertheless.
I was overjoyed. But I controlled my emotions, being the person that I am. But from inside, I was happy like crazy.
When my wife came out of the Operation theater, I smiled at her. Finally, what wished had happened. We wished for a girl child because we already had a boy. That wish turned reality.
One week flew away, taking care of my wife and my girl and my son. I was shuttling between home and hospital.
My wife writhed in pain because of her stitches, yet I could see every time she saw my daughter’s innocent face, she got a temporary relief from that pain.
I have had a few sleepless nights and I do feel tired sometimes, but all that tiredness flies away when I see my daughter’s little face.
But ever since my daughter is born, I wanted to express my feelings somehow. That’s why I am writing this now.
I would try to be a good father to my daughter just like I have trying to be (and will try to be) for my son. I know the challenge would be different this time around, but I would try my best.
Wishing a very warm welcome to my dear daughter into this lovely world!!!!…
PS: This might mean a slight change in my writing schedule and my book launch, but at the moment, there are no prices for guessing what takes more priority 🙂