That…my friend…felt like love!

I went to a kid’s house today. After the extra classes at the school, I thought of dropping her off and meet her family. I was a little apprehensive about everything. I had interacted with the mother but of course, going to someone’s house as their child’s teacher is not the easiest thing to do for someone who hates random people popping in her house. (ooops!) Perceptions differ, you know! The kid was super thrilled that I was coming home, I could feel the tight grip of a seven year old. I was welcomed with a warm smile by her mother. I didn’t expect them to know a lot about me.

photo-94-copy-171I was wrong. The child talks about me all day. My teacher this… my teacher that…She wouldn’t stop, her mother said. She wants to study, she wants to become a good person. She wants to learn. She never liked going to school and now she doesn’t like holidays. Her mother went on… and all I could do was hold the child who was sitting on my lap, showing me the photos. I spend solid three hours with her, talking; mostly listening, painting, drawing and just being around.

I felt loved and cared for…I felt that my efforts have been rewarded. I don’t know how to put it across, of having received all the love, attention, and just purity of thought that a child has! And… I had to share it. Today made me feel things I hadn’t… feel things I didn’t think I was capable of feeling and experiencing. Today for once in my life, I did not daydream. I did not have that alternate reality hovering over my head. That…My…Friend…felt like love. 🙂 ❤

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