Prologue
Aarti sat on the Jhula in her balcony. In one hand news paper, and in another hand coffee mug. a pleasant morning of february. Cold breeze was touching her face. She looked up from the newspaper, this weather is not for reading newspaper. Its for feeling and enjoying. Her wet hair playing with the air, disturbing her again and again coming infront of eyes. She moved the lock of hair and looked at the nearby park.
a park is there, just infront of her house. She saw a pregnant woman is walking with her husband. He is holding her hand carefully. Aarti could see the glow and happiness in her face. She smiled looking at them, the love in between them. She looked a little away saw a baby girl running and a man running behind her, must be her father. He caught her, tickled her, she start giggling. Aarti couldnt listen but could see the joy. Could see how much love is there in these two incidents.
she felt her eyes teary for a moment but then a bright smile come to her face, "bingo, i get today's topic. She looked at the clock and got up from the swing, "palak, wake up baby