dear baby,
thank you for sending my favorite lilies.
you know how much i like them,i collect the rotted ones in my flower box in the attic.
your mother called me for some cake recipes, i guess she wants to give you father some kind of surprise.
while talking she told me you had an argument with your father.
well, i think you are very lucky and privileged to do so.
you know when i was young probably a few years younger than you today
i was sent to my uncle dhawal's house to learn house keeping, cooking, knitting, gardening etc.
for 3 years till the age of fifteen i was treated as a housemaid there.
i was afraid of my uncle, my father and all my elders to even complain that i was given sick food or torn clothes.
i could not complain or fight because i didn't knew i could.
moreover,i didn't knew i had a right to be free and happy. i didn't knew what the world is outside my home.
what i knew is that i have to have babies and take care of my family.
as i was the eldest of all sisters so i got married and
i would not say or ask a single thing for me from my parents or or your grand pa.
i still remember while staying at dhawal uncle's place my father came for some work and
he asked me casually if i wanted to go home. i was filled with joy but
i did not have the guts to open my mouth so i just nodded yes.
he was facing in some other direction so he missed the nod and left me there once again.
so now u understand why you are so lucky to have a fight or in fact to even have a talk with your father.
at least you can say that you want to go back home.god bless you sweetheart.
love you dear.
mama