My dear little one, I want to welcome you with the feeling of first love. Love of a person for the other, love of a father for his daughter, love of a bashful young boy for the beautiful girl in school, love of the sparrow feeding her loved little chicks...
The one which most touches the soul is the first pangs of love, the first feeling, the first realization of a sense of attachment, the thought that you cannot let go. For a moment, which may stretch to endless sleepless nights, that person is all that occupies your thoughts, your dreams, your yearnings.
Life is limited, it is given as a gift, to find this feeling as many times as over. The lovers come and go, but my heart searches on for this feeling in different ways.
For you, it is special. I can have no other feeling which would relate to me the way you do. The second I thought that my life is all there is, it shall come once, I stopped running after all the fleeting things in the world.
Some may pray God, some may fear judgment, some may dictate rules. I just wish to see you in my arms, playing and smiling. Your and your mummy's happiness is my God. If I answer well to you both, I have answered my God. I cherish no fruit greater than the time I will spend with you.
There is so much in this world I want to share with you. I want to sit with you and see the shooting stars. I want to listen to your stories. I want to tell you stories. I want to tell you how wonderful Nature is, how one can forget all his worldly thoughts in the midst of beautiful Nature.
aasman mei honge taare bahot,
mera toh ek hi taara hai,
duniya mei honge khuda bahot,
mera toh ek hi khuda hai,
meri duniya mein kab aaoge, mere nanhe farishte...
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