Came into the beautiful world

as a little baby girl,

Little did I know,

I already had a religion, family and society into which I had to grow

Did not realize the importance of what I had

when for the first time I held the finger of my dad

With my cheeks so chubby,

I said my first word — Mommy

She started to cry, hugged me saying I was a cutie pie ☺,

After a few years my family grew further,

with the arrival of my baby brother.

We fought, studied, played together

with this unique relation of brother and sister.

Many years passed by,

I was the apple of my dad’s eye,

A simple girl from Mumbai,

married a guy from Dubai,

and finally had to say good-bye.

Leaving my family I started to cry,

and all I could ask was WHY?

as little part inside of me was about to die.

Entered a new family and got a new surname,

Its such a shame,

that nothing was the same

All I had of my family was a small photo frame ☹

As history repeats itself,

I had a baby growing in myself.

So SHE came into this beautiful world

as a little baby girl,

Little did she know,

she already had a family into which she had to grow…