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JAANU...


Pops and momma told their ammun – ‘you gona get  someone to play with soon’ ;
Ammun declared – ‘aah.. am sure it will be a baby gal’

I still remember that day vaguely… I fell in love with that moment… The thought of having someone who would be all mine… The thought of walking in front of my friends who already had siblings… The thought of having someone to share my room with… The thought of having a friend at home itself! I was just 4 then.

Mumma always pucking and tired. Pops trying to strike a balance between home and work. Ammun taking care of mumma in her little ways and waiting with so much excitement for the little one to arrive.

I so clearly remember 23 December 1996… When pops came out the hospital running to tell me that ‘yes, it’s a baby gal’. I still feel how restless I got with excitement. I was not allowed inside the hospital coz I was too young *humph*… but of course I had to become a heroine and after a lot of drama found my way to meet her.

Now that’s what I call “sweet, cute, soft, extra sweet, extra cute, extra soft, huggable, kissable, adorable COTTON BALL’… I know what love at first sight means!

Pops and Momma and Ammun and Jaanu… so complete... so perfect…!

Taking care of her… Doing anything to see her giggle… Scolding momma thinking she made my jaanu cry… Cuddling her till she got so irritated… Waiting to get back home to see the expression on her face when she sees me…

Then times when fighting one moment and patching up in the next became the way of life… Blackmailing was the main weapon… Growing up stage!

Now... Ammun is a big girl and so is Jaanu… Spending time together happens rarely… Slowly getting busy with their own business… But jaanu is the most important to ammun… Her every dream and happiness revolves around Jaanu because she is the best thing that has happened to ammun…

I miss you so much Flynn George… That is so obvious from this! :P


I can declare anywhere… The Proudest moment was to hold her in my hand… The best aroma ever was her baby smell… The most beautiful in my life will always be her… and yes – I fell for her even before she came into this world.



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