A Secret To Share

This is my blog.

So I guess, I can perhaps share a secret here. Hope that my readers will keep this onetight and locked.

Smiling face of every littlegirlis the signature of God's presence

It could be an odd time to thank the ban on amniocentesis now, but that is how I could adopt Tara. A girl who lost her mother just on the next hospital bed where I heard my son’s first cries. Those beautiful captivating black eyes peircing the soul with the immense charm and charisma at no age.

I had to decide.

I had to perform.

I had to Live by my moral codes.

My sudden and adamant decision of adopting a child when my wife gave birth to one and not disclosing (to any one) of which one is adopted did meet with a lot of revolts and sudden withdrawal of support from our orthodox family.

And knowing that there would be a sub conscious discrimination settled in the mind of my wife if I'd disclose this fact to her, I had to, quite unwillingly let her bear the pains of this pinching mist for a long time. My love gracefully accepted this decision and bore the pains of this struggle and hard resolution with me.

Few fine years of hardship, when things went subtle, one fine evening when our buckets of sunshine played in our laps adding a mischievous humor to the setting sun… I was questioned by my other half to which I was obliged to answer.

I was a bit surprised and much more happier to find that she wanted to know Why I adopted the one rather than on Who was adopted.

I answered,

“I adopted the other one so that they would grow up in an environment of equity and value their relationship. They would together bear the same amount of love and pain the world would give them.

The boy would teach her to be heads on with the world, providing an invisible cloak to his sister as she proceeds in her life.

While the girl, would teach her brother to love, live and care in all serenity and calmness.

They will deal in love and hate together. Their love will cherish within purity and the sense of being supported will be with them when we are not around anymore.

And also, I had a moral duty to perform...”

With these lines, the sweet white rosogullas fell in our laps laughing and giggling, painting the summer evenings better in the hue of joyousness yellow and blue. My words perhaps satisfied my love and she smiled like Selene on us.

This was my secret. Was my decision correct? Should I disclose the secret to my wife?

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