That Alisha was pregnant and would give birth to a baby one day was certain, but that it would be such a lovely occasion to celebrate life was something I had never thought! Yesterday she gave birth to a baby boy - their first child - Sekhar and her very own, and that made me strangely happy.
For some reasons, I didn't want to be so much 'involved' into the whole thing, but when Sooman showed me his picture in his mobile phone today, I was tempted. He was lovely, no doubt - but there was something magical about his features - his I don't know what - that easily attracted me - that acted as 'gravity' to pull me toward him - to hold him, to give him love and smile at him. I can't exactly explain the feelings - but I know that never in the birth of anyone had I felt so elated. When my younger brother was born, I was not big enough to understand the whole thing - I was barely three years old - I was happy that my parents had given me something alive to play with, but I missed those feelings that I felt when Sooman's best friend's son was born!
Alisha, who is very young to be a mother, seemed so happy. Although the delivery was caeserian, I am sure that the bond between the mother and son will not be an inch lesser. Her hands were swollen with saline injections, and so was her body due to weakness: but she had the energy to explain what her newly born had been doing all day long to us who had reached there soon after office. Moreover, when the baby cried, she didn't even think twice before getting up to rock him in her lap. I was thinking about her fresh wound. Didn't that really hurt? Didn't the pain matter at all? That was so strange.
I thought I always hated to be a woman. I always wondered why mothers loved their children so much despite the fact that they have to bear so much of pain to welcome them to this world! I always found the idea of something alive growing inside me so creepy. But perhaps I realised it today how wonderful it is to be a mother.... to be able to give birth... to be able to give joy to everyone around. Just imagine, I am like a nobody to them... just a friend of a friend, and yet I can feel so blessed... so connected... I guess the happiness sparkling in Alisha's eyes said it all! Sort of enlightened me - that to be a woman is a blessing in itself. At least because you have the ability to create someone so adorable... whom you can't hate despite anything and everything!
I still have goosebumps all over my body when I am typing these words... I have not yet been able to forget the feeling I had when I first touched him... when I saw his 'big' open eyes... when I saw him smile :) ... when I noticed that he had those cute cute dimples... when he cried... when I took his pictures...
May God Bless him and his LUCKY parents!!
