It was a beautiful morning. Sunny and pleasant. I was sitting in the adjacent seat, while Aalap (my colleague) was driving the car to work. You know, my car is still not back from the garage.. sigh!Suddenly, my phone beeped and I turned the screen on to see what the message was. Little did I realize that I was going to read something that shook most of us, here in Muscat. A Pakistan school bus, carrying 38 kids had met with an accident. three of them, died on the spot. We reached office, and the parking lot was quite empty. I instantly told Aalap, " most of our colleagues are likely to come late" and that's what happened.
I kept reading posts online, over the accident, what/where/how/who... were the general topic of discussion. It was a heart breaking incidence while I was thinking of even after putting Ameya to sleep at around 7 pm. Felt disgusted even to think, how would I have reacted, if it had happened to me. Life is extremely uncertain, and when you think of all such occasions, you feel blessed for what you have. I folded my hands and bowed down in front of God and prayed to keep all of us safe and happy. That's all one wants in life.. isn't it? Asked him to bless our small baby to whom, I am now, so attached with! Just cant think my life without him, having said that, I've already got tears in my eyes.
I am still thinking of the tragic accident, but life (even me being an outsider) has to move on.
Morning was quite well. Ameya got up at 6, and Dhaval fed him milk. He was extremely playful later and just wouldn't leave me. Now a days, he says, "Mama" quite clearly. I haven't experienced a word, as sweet as it, and as soft as he says it, till date. I am glad, I mean something dear to him. Its quite evident in the way he doesn't leave me and hugs me at night. Nothing can make you feel more blessed. I'll try to record it soon, since I've now figured a short-cut key to it, on my phone. Quite an achievement.. isn't it? he he
He's an extremely playful child. He loves playing with his toys, especially with the helicopter and little tikes milk van, that I had bought from Karen. Initially, I thought that I was cheated with the price that I had paid.. but after seeing Ameya being engrossed while playing with them, I feel good and happy. Here is the pic that mummy sent me a few minutes back:
See how happy he looks?
Okay, its already weekend time here. And I need to go and fulfill my 2-30 ritual now. Tomorrow seems to be a hectic day (more mentally), since, Dhaval has a family photoshoot to serve, and I'll be assistant, holding his new 5-in-1 reflector. Wow.. Cant wait to upload the pics here.
Ma Salaam!
