My thoughts at midnight

Another day in my not-so-but-somewhat-hectic life, clock about to strike the hour, my mind is busy filtering out the thoughts of the day. The one that comes on top of these is definitely -

A son is a son until he is married, a daughter is a daughter, always.

My friend, whose daughter turns eleven months today, brought this statement to the table as the food for thought. What a nice feeling, and if you give it a second thought, you are taken into a living room spread out with all the colorful toys, a mom faintly visible in the open kitchen doing her everyday chores, and a proud dad singing his daughter the "Best Dad" song for the thousandth time. Sweet. Around the corner, you could also see another couple, hiding behind the curtain, who are "expecting" the same feeling soon, very soon. Their eyes will show you the same brightness, the same glow you would expect on a newborn's face, the quiet smiles.. all hiding endless stories…(to be contd.)