
I fairly have any idea of how much pain my mom underwent to hear me
cry aloud to give my attendance for my entry into the classroom-world ,
I enjoyed my stay in the warmth of my mom's womb ,
a place where I had only one single soul to talk to me, and think of me all the time ,
I had good food but no taste but all full of my mom's love,
I had fresh air filled with all the sweet odour of my mom,
I had the most comfortable sleep with no costly cushions,
I had the most loveliest time in my sweet personalized room of my mother's womb,
Finally the day came where I had to give all these beautiful things
And come to a most insecured place -The World ,
I was not able to tolerate the pain of departing my special room ,
I really was not able to digest the truth that my room is no more mine,
I was not ready to accept the departure ticket and made my loudest cry to express my grievance
and there came MY FIRST DROP OF TEARS ..