My sleep broke with a bad shoulder and back pain. I searched for the mobile to check the time, and it showed 5:45 AM. Lying on the bed, was feeling so negative about the morning. Had questions like, "Why me? Why am I supposed to face such kind of pain? How the hell did 7 hours pass by? I need more sleep... I will not get up... I will not go to office... I do not want to do anything but just keep lying on the bed. Let people think and do whatever they want to do." I actually had no reasons to get up and start the morning. With my sleep gone and my eyes closed, I was almost on tears and felt sleep deprived.
I started thinking of the days, when I was single and had enough time for myself. I never used to worry about getting up early, cooking, cleaning & washing. I had always reached office on time and was not worried of leaving by 6:30 PM. Weekends were the days when I can be in bed for hours or sleep whenever I liked to. While being with mom, get up as and when I wished, and had my breakfast ready on the dinning table. With my plate full of my mom made food, glued in front of the TV. The moment I needed something to be refilled on my plate, just call out loud " Maaa, chutney and one more dosa." Have tummy full, put the plate in the sink and back to the TV. Chat about anything and everything with my dad or brother, which used to slowly turn to a controversial conversation. If bored or felt sleepy, never bothered or cared about anything, just get into the bed and sleep as much. While in office, and suddenly when the team planned to eat outside, just took the bike and reach the nearest eat out and relished the best food. All the movies were watched by me with either my brother's gang or with my friends. Made sudden plans on weekends and go shopping or took long drives to enjoy the weather. Life was all about Me and My wishes!
So much had changed over the 5 years of my being married. At that very moment I wanted to go back to those days, when I made my choices of what to do and when to do. I turned on my right and saw my husband sleeping peacefully. I wished some magic happened and I was back to those days. I was so upset with nothing going as per my plan in these years. I wanted to enjoy all the small moments and feel happy waking up in the morning. All these thoughts kept running in my mind, and I dug my face in my pillow and prayed hard to witness some miracle immediately. And suddenly heard a small voice, a baby cry. I jumped out of my pillow and sat on the bed and pulled out the feeding bottle and handed it over to my Son sleeping beside me.
In the dim light, I could see his face very clearly, with his eyes closed tightly, taking his feed from the bottle. Sleeping peacefully knowing that I am there to make sure he gets his morning feed and when done, I take the bottle and place it back in its place and put the blanket properly on him to make sure he is cozy and comfortable. In his sleep he turned towards me and hugged me. And that moment, I realized, I have the MIRACLE BESIDE ME! My prayer was answered instantly.
My reason to get up and start my day is My Son!
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