My New Niece
On your way down the bannister of life, may your ass collect a lot of splinters!
-Some Joker
Her name is Roja (pronounced Rojja). She was born with a shock of black hair that really did shock most of us. She inherited this feature from her mother, Indira.
I have been amazed by her taking so many different facial forms during the course of her life, sometimes resembling her father, Rabin, sometimes like her mother, and sometimes like their respective relatives. It was as if Rojja was trying out many different faces, so as to choose one that's fit for the rest of her life.
Another thing that is exceedingly cute about her is that she's a gazer. So far, that is. She's imbibing her surroundings like she's pumped up for it. As if it's her full-time job. She just peers around wide eyed, like her eyes are trying to adjust to seeing so many new things.
It is just a real cool time-pass just looking at her. It is such a shame that she will not remember any of this later on in her life. Well, I, for one, do not remember much during my early childhood days. My parents used to tell me that I was born at a very early age. And that I was soo pissed off that I didn't speak for almost two years.
-Some Joker
Her name is Roja (pronounced Rojja). She was born with a shock of black hair that really did shock most of us. She inherited this feature from her mother, Indira.
I have been amazed by her taking so many different facial forms during the course of her life, sometimes resembling her father, Rabin, sometimes like her mother, and sometimes like their respective relatives. It was as if Rojja was trying out many different faces, so as to choose one that's fit for the rest of her life.
Another thing that is exceedingly cute about her is that she's a gazer. So far, that is. She's imbibing her surroundings like she's pumped up for it. As if it's her full-time job. She just peers around wide eyed, like her eyes are trying to adjust to seeing so many new things.
It is just a real cool time-pass just looking at her. It is such a shame that she will not remember any of this later on in her life. Well, I, for one, do not remember much during my early childhood days. My parents used to tell me that I was born at a very early age. And that I was soo pissed off that I didn't speak for almost two years.
posted by Milan at 3:37 PM
2 Comments:
child's eyes are the best way to see the world? what of the lil brain it has? wha does dish mean....mean! pretty mean...
heh!!
ani me was passing through this way and ran into your blogg so i thoughtthat may be i wud leave a message and then you would probably read it- i wanted to give you a pat on the back for maintainig a blog of this lenght and - breadth- and well this would be overstating but- depth. so there it is PAT PAT (on yer back)-( way up on yer back ni pheri- shoulder ko ali muni-)
la hai ta
keep it up
kina kati din samma nalekhya ta???
alchhi hunu hundaina!!
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