As the drizzle turns into rain, I was stranded under the shelter, with my little one.
In such circumstances, I should be feeling as gloomy as the weather. Instead, I realized how much of a blessing it actually was.
How often do we have the opportunity to be stuck in the rain with our loved ones. It’s as if heaven had made such an arrangement so that I could have a personal moment with my boy.
I hugged him tightly.
He chuckled cheekily.
Then he babbled. “Deh, deh, deh” and “Ba, ba, ba.”
When one gets immensed in such a moment, nothing else matters.