I knocked at the door. There they were. They showed me in. I sat on the couch but I couldn’t feel the comfort. I talked to them but our eyes didn’t meet. I was there but it seemed I wasn’t supposed to be. I looked around, nowhere could I find myself. I stooped down to put on slippers when a tear dropped heavily on my feet. I realised, I was not missed.
The phone rang and I hastened to get it. My eyes welled up as I heard the words. No word could I locate to spell what I felt. I cried heartily as I put the phone down. It took me a while to gather my senses together but I managed to make it to the hospital. I rushed up the stairs, and was guided into the room. She was there nestled all snug in the bed. As I bent down to catch a glimpse of her face, I trembled. Her eyes twinkled as she opened them. Oh! She was beautiful. My heartbeat seemed too loud in my ears as she wrapped her hand around my finger. The happiness was unbound. My niece was born!