A Letter to my Daughter on her 4th Birthday






 Dear Daughter,
                         4 years ago, love found a new name......Tejal 💗 Since then We are watching our heart outside our body....YOU. Happy birthday Jaan 💕 
                        Funny but this reminded me of you pretending to give  me a birthday surprise and asking me to cut the cake (which you saw in Peppa Pig). The smile and happiness I see on your face at that time are incomparable. 😊
                        You are 4. The best part of this year is that you have started going to school. I was so excited for the first day of your schooling. Thinking how would you behave at school, with the other kids, with teachers and most importantly, would you miss me there ? You didn't take time to adjust to the new environment. You started enjoying studies, the activities and spending those four hours at school.
                        How fast this year has completed seeing you going to the school and then joining me in my office. Wondering what do you do in my office ? You type like a pro, watch cartoons, take a nap, hang out and talk yourself. 😃 
                         Your little hands started learning holding pencil, wearing shoes and eating. Your first PTM was very special for us. You even won first rank in the Rakhi making competition. Although this time I helped you in making that and the rakhi I made was the same design that I won for during my school days. I simply think of my school/college days for your school activity and I get the ideas immediately.
                         Talking about the ideas, I had made a newspaper dress for your fancy dress competition (and you won 💖) as I performed newspaper fashion show during college days. Also, I make you watch the same cartoons which I used to enjoy in my childhood. 😊
                         You love to watch T.V. the most ( just like other kids) and dancing on the choreography videos. Watching you dancing with your whole heart gives me a hope that some day you will pursue my dream (learning classical dance)
                          This year we visited Gujrat. I remember how your eyes were glittered after boarding the train. You relished the whole trip. I captured each and every contemplated moments of yours. You love to attend parties and weddings just for Dance (Dance Paglu😂). You dance there like nobody is watching you. Everyone's eyes remains on you and I (in my mind) keep saying to myself, "नज़र न लग जाये ". Especially your Papa, he is always be like, " काला टीका लगाया या नहीं ?" 😂 My two pink lines has now become my 4 years old dance paglu. 
       कभी कभी सोचती हूँ ,
तेरी आँखों से सच्चा कुछ देखा ही नहीं।  
       कितने फूल देखे मैंने , 
तेरे जैसा कोई महका ही  नहीं।    
                          Unfortunately, there was a time when we spent some days in a hospital. You were hurting and my heart was hurting with you. We were scared but you showed us how strong you are. You went through pain that no child deserves and we went through fear that no parent wants to feel. 
                          "They say a mother-child bond is bizarre - you scold them, yet they run back to you for comfort." I read it everywhere and now I live it. 
                           Tejal, you cry while hugging me even after I scold you. That moment is the most beautiful thing. 💕 Thank you for choosing us to be your Maa-Papa. You are the best thing to ever happen to us. 
                           Keep shining just like your name says. 💝






                                                 
                                                  







     







                          











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