Sambhav....the newest entrant in our lives has already got his share of welcomings by all the family members. Infact he has brought a fresh sense of life to all our lives. The message that I am trying to give is that it has been long since a new entrant came to our family. It is but obvious that he would have gt it anyways.
However the pleasing things that followed was his physical imitating of all my activities. However I am not that pleased. I am awaiting to see him grow as an individual. In the words of Rudyard Kipling, "...you are a man, my son."; afterall that is more important (I believe). Physical looks are not important. Neither APJ is handsome and nor was GBS.
He has already traced his origins. He has been to Ninigan, the village in which his granfather grew. All the 3 generations have visited the said village atleast a half a dozen times.
Its impeccable to see the little one growing. The tooth-less smile, the unpredicted expressions on his face which change every now and then, the smooth/soft kiddish skin and the horrendous cries that he resounds sometimes at night has got along with me and everyone else in the family.
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