First kiss..

A few days back, my girlfriends and I were sharing experiences of our first kiss. So, I thought I’d share mine with you too.

My first kiss happened when I was 4 years old with a boy L. We were of the exact same age. I do not really remember anything about it now, but my mom kept this picture of us kissing, so sweet it looked just like it had been cut right out of an Archies card.

As we grow up, everyone who saw the picture used to make fun of it and teased that one day we would eventually get married. As for L, he grew up to be a sweet, awkward kid. Growing up, we were in different schools. He was the shy, quiet kind and I was the one with many friends. I guess he did not come around much anymore. We never became friends after.

One fateful morning, a terrible news flooded our community. L had commited suicide. Rumour has it that he was having some serious problems in school. He was just 14 years old. The news spread like fire. Everyone in school who knew him talked about what a sweet person he was. I did not go to his funeral, but my friend told me that there were more flowers than any funeral she had ever been.

So, even though I do not remember much about him, whenever people talk about first kiss, I’d always tell his name. And whoever other guys who would like to claim the title of being “My first kiss”, I’m afraid they just don’t stand a chance. Thanks to the beautiful boy who left me beautiful memories.

Two babies........

(Dedicated to Rosie)

Two babies were born today.

The first baby has been named "John" by his grandmother. Baby John’s birth has been awaited with much anticipation and excitement. A big party has been planned by his parents to celebrate his arrival. A baby nursery with beautiful beige interior, pastel shade walls and cork flooring, with an expensive baby crib and masses of toys and stuffed animals was waiting for baby John’s return from the hospital. His father, a successful entrepreneur, wants his new born son to become a doctor and he have his whole future and career insured. Newly born baby John is chubby and healthy, because his mother never missed a single doctor appointment and was nourished with the best possible diet during her pregnancy.

The name of the second baby is "Matthew". Today, baby Matthew lost his mother while giving birth to him, succumbing to the injuries imposed by her drunken boyfriend who had been threatening her to abort the baby. His father had been hospitalized for a month due to excessive alcohol consumption, and the doctors aren’t sure whether he is gonna make it. Baby Matthew have no other relatives to take care of him. There is just one uncle, the father’s younger brother, but he refused to take Matthew, claiming he cannot even provide for his own children. Today baby Matthew was handed in the care of an orphanage run by the Roman Catholic Church. A worker in the orphanage was fighting back her tears as she held baby Matthew in her arms, contemplating upon how God could allow such wretched fate for such harmless, innocent child.

God loves both baby John and baby Matthew equally, not one bit more, not one bit less. He knew them even before they were born. He placed them in their mothers’ womb. He had their whole life planned, and will prepare them for glorious living. He planned that baby John will one day grow up to be a world leader who would promote peace and save nations. As for baby Matthew, God planned that he would one day grow up to be a Pastor and will lead many lives to God.

                      If only we have the patience to wait for what God planned for us.