The girl had piercing blue eyes, shining brightly. No one
who set their eyes on her at this point, could really believe those are the
eyes of a new born baby. She was just a few days old. Round face, very few
golden strands of hair, fair and soft skin, tall in height (as per baby standards off
course), beautiful long fingers and a general poise (which will even rankle a
wanna be yogi) even though it's difficult to patiently wait for milk while hungry and while your new
born mommy is trying to learn how to nurse. So this tiny tot was officially named Sehaj.
Sehaj's mom, Sabba, wanted a baby boy as her first child, not
really because she believed sons are better than daughters but because she felt that girls
always end up at the receiving end of many pains and tribulations, especially if
born in an traditional Muslim joint family like theirs. But the moment Sabba took
one look at her beautiful baby, She decided that she will be the best mother she
could be for this child.
And so starts the story of Sehaj and Sabba, strong gusty
ladies in their own right.
Disclaimer: This blog
series is a work of pure fiction. Only names, characters, free images, events
and incidents are the products of the author’s life experiences at various
times. Total resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is
purely coincidental. Author in no way wants to hurt anyone, just attempt
at creative writing.
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