my weekend these days means lots of cuddling and indulging in nonchalant pampering of my 5 month old toddler. yes, everything is surrounded by his exploits and his presence dictates the agenda of our day. he smiles, makes weird sounds, smiles again, doesn’t cooperate for a feed, loves to be patronised with love, touch and physical presence. positions have to be amended periodically to accommodate his convenience, sleeps little and smiles more. a pleasant baby, smiles when he gets up in the morning and laughs his way through as we remain flooded in his palatial charm. de-prioritising miscellaneous to cajole him, postponing usual chores to indulge in a childish monologue with his ovulate expressions. he exudes life in to me, and two days aren’t enough to soak myself in his tiny little world of inundated dreams. as another monday creeps in, I tell my wife – I envy you.
You are the first man in my life. My first Hero, and perhaps the finest. You raised us with all the limitations around, and stood tall to give us the life we live today. You were the reason why I love bikes today, I remember the first time I kick started your bike and how awfully scared I was. You taught us the value of money, and how difficult it was to earn it. But you made it look easy, and I never realised it. Your life is the foundation of ours, it still is. You are my inspiration, our superstar. I am a father today and your benchmark is my aura. We don’t love you, we celebrate you.
little, very little, immensely little.
Yet, you provoke me, you juggle me, you toggle me with no ends.
i feel those soft hands, soft legs, soft sponge like touch,
get immersed every time you take a glance at me whilst other chores,
carrying you every time in my arms and lap is a outlandish feeling caressed over multiple borders.
vicious circle, I know. but all the more consuming and pervasive.
i cannot be with you all the time, but want to be with you all the time.
yes, all the time. you will get to know me, one day,
i know you everyday. i do. so imminently.
if love was a single unanimous verdict, it would be you.
you are a part of me, and you are my emergence of virtue.