First Love

A Akhtar Jawad
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I don’t know how I was created, When I felt my existence I was not alone, so many like me were floating with me, in a thick ocean of pleasure. Someone whispered from inside run away to your destined land, there is a room for one only, join the race and win, or otherwise you will be no more, a panic was there, everyone was running, I also ran and won the race. In a lovely and nice home, I started growing, no worry of food, no excreting, no problem of breathing, I went on growing, how happy I was, just sleeping, no days, no nights, a carefree life! Then with blood and pain, I was turned out, I cried for the first time, and started breathing, with every breath in and breath out, life became a problem for me, hunger and thirst, excretion and dirt, suddenly I felt a pain in my stomach, helplessly I cried, but then I found a soft warm touch, someone hugged me and inserted a miracle in my mouth, and something so sweet and soothing, gave me a peaceful sleep, and when experienced excreting, I cried once again, someone cleaned me, and I slept once again. Soon I started feeling a smell, a smell I awaited and I dreamed, I started recognizing that lovely smell, and when I started recognizing her face, I came to know she is one very special for me, I started dreaming her, I desired she should remain with me always, and I should see her face all time. Do you know why? I fell in love with her, How lovely is a mother!

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