My little bundle of joy

4 January 2019, a day which I will remember for years. Well its special due to the birth of my best friend, well an infant. 

I still remember that day when I had my preliminary examinations for my +2 boards, and I travelled by rickshaw, which is a common local transport medium, and it was really tiring. I was completely exhausted, physically and mentally. 

That day, in the evening, I attended my Maths classes, where I was preparing for my engineering entrance, and on my way back home, I started crying, out of nothing. So today, when I look back and introspect, I think I had reached the saturation point, which naturally every student reaches at a certain point.

So my parents told me about her birth. I was elated. And they decided to visit her to the hospital.

In this way, we went to meet her, a 7 hour old baby, the cutest one though!!! So we went around 8.30 pm, and when I held her in my arms, I was clueless how to hold her, man!! 

With her eyes closed, I had placed my hand on her eyes, so she opened them, as they were sensitive to light, and she smiled, yes, that was our 'spark' moment, from then, we've been best friends. She calls me 'atya' , a Maharashtrian way to address a paternal aunt.

I just wrote this so that after a few years, when she'll see this, she'll come to know how cool her elderly best friend is!!