March 04, 2011

Matchless love

My lil one is so happy to see me every evening coming back from work. She dances, jumps, runs, smiles with her eyes, sings and utters strange sounds. And then she comes to me with lots of anticipation. What does she expect? A hug, a kiss, a pat on her head, a chocolate or an explanation for coming late? I do not exactly know.
I hug, kiss, hold her hand and talk to her asking several questions to understand whether I should do something more to match her love. I always lose. And she never minds it. Next day, she would repeat this as if she appreciates my limitations!

మాటలో ఏముంది? ఉన్నదంతా విరుపులోనే!

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