a drop of dew on a flower

So on one of the toughest sectors ever,
the cutest infant smiles at me, grabs my little pinkie, cuddles it against her cheek,
and my heart melts completely at her strawberry sized feet.

Suddenly I don’t mind running from Singapore to New Delhi & back,
because the strangest, most unexpected gratitude like this,
makes everything, even suffering this humongous bruise, worthwhile
(it’s disgustingly painful, really, coming from someone with high pain tolerance!).
Baby Anushka, I remember your name!!
Do grow up to be somebody awesome because you deserve to.
Your smile will melt hearts all over the world someday like it melted this big sister’s.

P.S I feel nauseated just looking at my bruise T_T

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