Journey Of Life

“ LIFE “ starts as a journey, it first begins with the first cry and ends with the last breath. Life begins in the mother's womb but true breath into the world begins with the first cry.

Even my journey began with a cry, but I didn’t want to cry, you will see why I cried. Let me see where I am, oh it seems so bright and who is it standing in front of me, is it god !!! No, wait a minute why are they staring at me ?? Ahh!! who is this person who suddenly appeared in front of me? Wait a minute, why are you hanging me upside down? While I was thinking about why I was hung upside down, suddenly someone hit my bum. Trust me it really hurts. I screamed and cried, now you understand why I cried and a lot of you cried when you were born.

Then someone was smiling on seeing me, gave me a warm shower. Wow, it feels so good! I like it, thank you, sweetheart. Can they understand me? Why am I not audible to them? Seems like they can hear only my cry. When will I talk? When can they understand me? Wait, you are wrapping me in a towel. No, I don’t like that towel. It’s better like this, feels free and awesome and here again, they can’t understand me. I forgot about it. Hey, where are you taking me ?? Who is she? Why is she smiling at me? Hey, stop. Why are you giving me to her? You gave me a good bath. I like you, why don’t you hold me? Don’t give me to her. No, no, no. You gave me to her.

Hey, wait a minute. I feel comfortable with her. Wow. I feel a lot safe with her. I love her. I don’t want to leave her now. So who is she ??? Is she God? But God was the one who sent me here, is she the replica of God ?? Does she have a name? What do I call her ?? Why is she so happy to see me? I don’t care. I’m happy as long she is happy and I know what I should call you, I think even you gonna like the name. it’s “ MAA ” and I’m sure I may even call you “ MOM “.

Now here comes another person with a mustache and a stubble beard now. Who is this guy? Dude, why are you staring at me like that? Is he gonna take me away from my mom, why is she smiling at him? Hey dude, why are you holding me and trying to hug me? I’m gonna cry and I was about to cry and then suddenly I felt good dude. I feel safe just like I feel safe with my mom, hey I love you too dude, seems I’m gonna give you a name too, I’m gonna call you “ DAD “. Do you like it? Is it right, say, something guys? Wait, I forgot. They can’t understand my language, right? Anyway, I’m sleepy. I know you guys gonna protect me and you hold me with care and dad, give me to mom. I feel warmth and comfort near her and suddenly he gave me to her. Hey, I didn’t say a word. How did they understand me? Seems like they can understand me well. Well, I’m sleeping and suddenly mom kissed me and I smiled.

Don’t know why when she kissed me I felt good. Hey dad why don’t you kiss me too and dad kissed. His mustache gave an itch to me “ ouch “ and mom says to dad in a soft voice 'shave or it’s gonna hurt the babies skin' and dad giggled and you might be thinking how I know it because I was asleep, I may be asleep but I can hear, all my senses are active. What if someone stole me from my mom? I don’t want to leave her. And you dad, do what mom says or else I’m not gonna come near you because your mustache and that stubbled beard hurt. I think that to myself, I was in a deep sleep.

After one year

Hey guys, did you miss me? Seems you do because I met you on the day I was born but never mentioned anything after that till now, and do you guys remember what I said you on the first day about mom and dad taking care of me? I was right about them, they have been taking good care of me, more than I imagined and now I learned to walk and they can understand me talking or maybe they pretend as they do. I don’t know but I feel I started talking. My dad says he goes to the office every day. I don’t know what it is but it seems like a cool place because my dad is always in a hurry to go there. Is it a cool place ??? When will I go to the office? It seems like in the office, there are a lot of games, toys, candies, toffees, and much more fun things are available. Maybe dad plays and eats there, maybe that’s why he is always tired when he gets back home.

And mom she doesn’t go to office, she say she used to but now she doesn’t and she says she wanna spend time with me and that’s the reason I love her more because she rejected the joyful office for me, if she had gone to office even she could have played and had toffees and candies but she doesn't and that makes her the coolest mom. Mom is like a guy I watch in this colorful box. I don’t know what it’s called but my parents call it TV and I saw a blue dressed guy with a red cloth on his back wearing his underwear out where I’m the one where my parents make me wear it in I don’t know why, and where was I? Ya, the blue dressed guy. He can hear and see things from a distance and runs fast to catch me but he is like a tiny person compared to my mom because whenever I’m about to fall or scream he never comes but mom comes and catch me before I can fall wherever she may be in the house . But my mom doesn’t wear any kind of dress like him she is simple and well, sometimes dad is at home. He doesn’t go to the office and spends time with me. All three of us go to a green place where a lot of other kids bigger than me play and I don’t know who these people are who appears out of a blue moon and kiss me, don’t they know I don’t like them and some take a picture with me and ask me to smile but I don’t know why. I won’t smile unless I’m with my mom and dad and the specialty is while they take a picture I can see them with a kid whom I see daily in my home which my mom and dad call mirror and you know what I can call that kid to come to play with me and he does the same but I don’t know why I can’t meet him. And today my parents took me to a big crowded place where seats are available and a light falls on a white cloth and it’s like TV but much bigger and it’s like a magic to me . And we were on the way home they were saying about something called kindergarten. They say I can meet new friends but who are these friends and they say someone called the teacher. Who is that teacher? Who are these and my parents were saying I’m gonna be two years old tomorrow? What difference does it make? Let’s see….

To be continued.….