Stranded alone in an unknown place, I felt myself plunging deep into darkness. But why would someone dump me into a place like this? I thought to myself. Visibly irritated, I started cursing myself. Damn! I dashed myself against the narrow walls and with each passing days, the wall started turning more narrow. It was awkward and I was getting uncomfortable.
Weeks passed, my million questions remained unanswered. I saw myself growing strong. It was during those days when I used to hear a babble of voices around me -sometimes songs, sometimes stories and sometimes even quarrels. They never ceased to amaze me. I used to smile every time I listened to her voice. Each passing day made me more curious. I wanted to talk to her and my every attempt to talk to her went futile. I desperately wanted to meet her and tell her that she had a lovely voice. As I was floating inside the pool of darkness, I felt a sudden touch. This touch made me happy. I kicked the wall whenever she did that. At the same time, I would hear a laughter.
“Oh seems they like me doing that!” I kicked the wall again.
I soon began to understand that she found me precious. We both developed a strong bond. I couldn’t wait to meet her and feel her external touch. I loved her. I wanted to kiss her and hug her tight. I soon began to understand that she aspired something big for me.
One of those days, she began to screech in pain. She cried and her pain was unbearable. I never knew what happened to her. The moment was getting tense. I was growing anxious about her. I could hear different voices once again. I never knew what to interpret from that.
“Almighty, I need her badly,” I cried.
I could feel her cry and her painful screams. With each scream, I found a shift in my body movements.
“This is weird,” I thought to myself.
I was scared as I saw something grabbing my head and trying to pull me out of the dark passage. The woman shrieked loudly as that object pulled me out. I realised that even I possessed that object that held my head. But mine was tiny. I was slowly pulled out of the darkness and for a moment it was bright all around. There was no more darkness in my life. I felt a ray of light hitting my eyes and I saw a person with a mask. He cut the tube that offered me with food and nutrients. Another person wearing the same attire wiped me neatly with a towel. The scream stopped and the person handed me to a woman.
The woman was visibly beautiful. She kissed me not just once but thrice. I saw a glow on her face after she saw me.
“Welcome to the world, my little baby,” she said, smiling at me. I beamed with joy. She was the same woman whose voice I heard when I lived at the dark passage. Finally, I saw her.
She placed her hand on my body to which I smiled.
“I’m never leaving you,” I said to her through my smile.
Everyone standing there smiled. I held her hands tight. She kissed me again and that was the happiest day of her life. She kept looking at me and through her eyes told me that I am her bundle of joy and she would raise me like a King. This first touch invoked several feelings of joy within me. This beautiful woman was my Mother, my guardian angel and the sole reason for my happiness.