Devansh Gaikwad

Devansh Gaikwad
Age:
2 years & 2 months
Birth day:
17.12 2009
Gender:
Boy

Diary

Devansh Gaikwad New diary story
2010-07-28 00:00:00 by Devansh Gaikwad


Devansh Gaikwad New diary story
2010-07-23 00:00:00 by Devansh Gaikwad

My First Day

It was 17th Dec 09. My Mom & Papa were eagerly waiting for someone to blossom their life with happiness, joy & love. They were counting each and every moment & were eagerly waiting for that moment.

 

As usual my Papa was busy with the teleconference in his office. It was around 4:00 pm when My Mom, who was at her mothers place in Pune, called my Papa saying that she is not feeling well and is planning to visit Doctor. This use to happen very often & they use to feel happy for this ... strange but true :-).

 

At @ 5pm my Mom was critically not feeling well and her BP was raising high & Doctor suggested operating immediately. There my Papa came to know about this and he sensed that their wait is finally nearing to end. He spoke to my Mom to console her and to give her courage, as she was afraid, but was very excited.

 

It was a difficult situation for him as he was in Bangalore and was desperately wanted to be with my Mom during this time. It was almost 5:30pm. My papa, without wasting any more time, booked a flight, which was scheduled to depart at 8:00pm. God knows how he managed to get that.

 

My Mom was taken to Operation Theatre. Everyone was excited & thrilled. There my Papa got into cab at 5:45pm and rushed to the Airport. He was afraid that he will miss his flight and was severely tensed. He was in constantly touch and was aware about the progress here and was praying to god for well-being. I too was very eager to be in arms of my Mom & Papa. But i was also afraid that i had to leave my most secure place until now, My Moms womb.

 

And finally, the time came (6:45pm), when I landed into this beautiful and colourful bright world. It was a difficult moment after getting apart from my Mom who was until now the universe for me. It was like the Sun God pouring all his blessing over me & I was not able to open my eyes. I was afraid of this different world and started screaming, off course for the first time I was apart from my mummy. I was perplexed by this conflicting situation and was badly tensed. I was looking for my mom as I was not able to imagine this world without her. But then was glad to see my Mom there. For this was the first time I had opportunity to glint at my mom.  She was equally overjoyed to see me & cuddle me in her arms. I felt the sense of security in her arms as if I was reunited to her. For the first time I could hear her voice clearly and sharply. I was touched by her love, which she used to pour on me every moment, while I was in her womb. This was the first time I breathe without any assistance from my mom. I was on cloud nine.

 

There my Papa got the sweet news of my arrival. His eyes started dripping with tears with sense of relief and joy. He was on top of the world & was thanking the God for this precious gift. He felt little unfortunate for not able to have a glimpse of me and was envisaging, with his closed eyes, how I could be looking like.

He was desperately eager to snuggle me but this silly traffic (as he was still on his way to airport) and the long distance was holding to do that. He reached somehow at the Airport just in time and managed to board the flight. The coming 2/3 hours were difficult for him as he was deadly desperate to reach me. The time was not running any more and was playing game with us. The plane landed at ~ 9:30 pm and he just ran to catch a taxi. Airport was far from the hospital, bribed the driver to drive fast. Finally he reached the hospital at 10:30pm.  By the time there was good crowd to get a glimpse of me, but when he arrived, everyone gave him a way to reach me. He hugged my mummy and without wasting any time experienced the first touch of me. He kissed me on my forehead. I was very happy to feel his touch, which until now I just use to hear from my mummy’s womb. The tears were dripping from his eyes as if he is realizing his dream. That night we both (me & my papa) couldn’t sleep whole night. He was just gazing at me.

 

They (My Mom & Papa) now call me ‘Devansh’, as I am their Angel for the reason; they believe I am part of God who has brought lots of love, peace and happiness in their life.
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