The DAY

The Day...

has finally beckoned,

not that I am really looking forward to it.

The phrase

'Going back to work'

has taken a totally new meaning

since becoming

a parent, a father, a mother...

So much has transpired

over the last

3 months

that at times its been nothing

but

a surreal blur of

transitions.

Nothing short of wonderful tho...

and if I can do it

all over again,

I would

in a heartbeat.

But...

being the mere mortals

that we are,
forever at the mercy of the

ticking face of time,
such 'thoughts' will only prevail as that...

a mere morsel of

a thousand wishes.

It pains us

to wake him up from his slumber...

gazing upon his cherubic face

while he dreams of

a neverending rainbow..

Peace

is not a world free of

prejudices and wars...
Innocence

is not the middlename

of a wrongfully accused criminal...

Peace is the way he looks while he is sleeping
and

Innocence is when he looks at me with his big round eyes...

coz at those moments everything else is secondary...

all else stands still..

But still,

wake him up

and off to Nenek's

we must tread.
For today

will be the first

of many more to come..
And hopefully

we'll all get settled into the groove

as quickly as humanly possible.

Transitions..transitions..transitions...

What matters most

at this point in time,

is to get the day

signed, sealed and delivered..

pick Mikhail up

and crash back at our crib

all nice, comfy and

in one complete loving piece...

and THAT

is the bottomline..

Just a coupla hours to go...

Tick..Tock..

Tick..Tock...