I Carry Your Heart

I was watching a movie and suddenly I could feel wetness on my cheeks. In the movie, "In her shoes," the elder sister protects her younger sister from everything, although they don't have anything in common. And when the younger sister is away from her elder sister, she miss her deeply while reading a poem to a blind old man. And that was the moment when I felt I'm missing some one.

The poem was "I carry your heart with me" by E. E. Cummings. 

I felt a strong desire to talk to my Dee. I called her to tell her how I felt while watching the movie. But, I could not say a single word, instead I was talking to someone else (though she can barely utter a few words at this tender age). But, before I tell you who is this intruder between the two sisters, I would like to tell you about the bond I shared with my dee.

When dad left me in the pre-school I cried to be with my Dee, who was in the first class in another school. I was a stubborn kid so, dad requested the principal to let me sit next to me dee in her class. And from that day we studied together, played together, and even, fought together. 

Not only this, we worked together, after completing our post-graduation (we opt for same subjects here too). And during all these years, she always stood by me in all the hard times, protected me from dad-mom, when I did something wrong, gave me right advise at the right time, motivated me when I felt low, celebrated with me my little successes, kept my secrets to her heart and loved me unconditionally. 

We are in two different states now, but, the distance hardly matters. We are connected through out the day, all thanks to the tech-world we're living in.

Things have changed a little bit though, but for a good reason. Now, we have someone who share our giggles and who drive us a little crazy by her adorable acts. She is a proud Mama of a cute little angel, whom we call "Hargun." I call her with different names, Cupcake, Apple-pie, Butterfly, Doll, Gunguna  (the list is very long, really) 

She has changed the way we talk to each other now. Most of the times we are discussing her, how she walks, what all new words she has learned, how she calls her mommy and daddy, how and what she eats etc. etc. etc. 

She is 16 months old and I must say she walks in an adorable manner, and have four teeth; Two top and two bottom :) she loves going out with her daddy. There are so many things that I want to write about her, but, may be in a separate post :) 

AND NOW, coming to where I left. The nostalgic me was dying to talk to my strawberry cupcake instead of my dee. Yes, she has successfully replaced her :) 

p.s. want to read the beautiful words by E. E. Cummings? Click here 

Happy Reading :) :)