Signs

 She looked at him once again. At his luscious lips , in particular. 

Filtered through her dark and beautiful eye lashes, he looked anxious but at peace. Having just poured his heart out, he looked like a man with nothing to lose.

A moment ago, he had just labored his way, through shattering teeth, snapping fingers and quivering lips, to say the three most beautiful yet potentially lethal words in the English language. 

Her lips parted for a brief second, as if to respond,  but she shut them tight. 

She raised her baby finger gently, followed by the synced pointing by her index finger and the thumb. 

Then she paused. So did his breath. The Earth too didn't move in solidarity.

Counting her toes, she slowly harmonized the movement of her thumb and the baby finger and smiled ear to ear!

Their love never needed words. Their lives would never be the hostage of communication.

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Thank You Papa

I could afford to be a careless toddler, because a pair of alert eyes were always on me. Even now,  across thousands of miles, I know, he still watches over me. I am lucky :)

Its so hard to be a Father; 

You cannot be wrong. You always have to be strong. You have to be a role-model, constantly resonating between the tough man who wants to discipline the kid and the soft-hearted man who is the first person to console the kid when he falters.

While moms get all the attention, fathers stay in the background and overlook the growth of the Family.

Mothers make Homes, Fathers build Families.

For all this and much more which I can't put in words....

Thank you Papa...!