Six years ago, on Children’s day when I was with my parents, I saw you inside a mall for the first time. The new extension of Bawadi Mall was open, and we went there to see what new shops had opened up. Our eyes met, and it was love at first sight. You wore my favourite neon green shirt with dark blue jeans that I’ve admired dearly. I thought you were too good to be true but from that moment on, I considered you to be mine.
From that day on, we met frequently. The school, tuition, church, restaurants and mall were all places we would meet except at home. You were good with digital technology and helped me get over my slow old-agedness. You brought light into my world when it got consumed with darkness. You never failed to shower me with some extra light even during the brighter days.
I found it hard to stay away from you. The distance and time zones didn’t matter during vacations as you would adapt seamlessly. I didn’t have to worry about missing out at all. Deep down, I knew I could count on you every second of the day. I forgot to tell you, one of your hand is smaller than the other, and I adore it. I have grown used to staying awake till 6 AM but you make sure to wake me up by 12 PM for lunch.
I was more than delighted to know that you were coming to college with me. It was there that we became even closer. You were with me all the time. You got sick twice over here, and I was devastated. I missed you holding my hand and making fun of it for being too tiny. I’m glad you are fine now. Sometimes, even if I wake up in the middle of the night, I just had to take one look at you to be reassured that there was still more time to sleep.
Thank you, Baby-G for becoming a part of my everyday life! Though many watches may come and go, you are my comfort zone. Just know that I won’t let you go. At least, not on my watch!
World of Jeana 