It was then I was yet to be called a baby. With all the love and care umbilical and the ulterior of human shabby robbed me of the thumb and milk to suckle. That day I felt I am alive- living, breathing and moving; I just got into the world. It was the prettiest culmination of love and a fruition of intimacy and I said this to myself- I am alive.
Later...
It was I guess a mere jostle when I thought I was premature. I was nauseating in an unknown tussle. Moreover, I should have understood, it was all between a man and the Mother Nature. In the abstract way, I put this culpability on all of you for seizing my very right to pave my way into the world by birth. Someday man shall cry for my love and dearth after his own fight will be over. Sometimes I now ponder, God has been fair to me as I was an unborn because he robbed even a beginning, I wonder.
I wish I was a boy and could relish the happenings of this world with all the charm in me.
Awesum dear... I ws damn serious while goin thru the abv article.. :'(.. It has all da emotions in it.. Even the phlegmatic person will get affected by dis... Simply superb.. May god bless u my dear sis.. lots of luv.. :)
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