I am married for about three years now ... And my wife often says, I have transformed over the last year.
I have loved twice, may be thrice in my life - but never so deeply, so madly. For her, I have learned to sing. Watched videos I've never seen before (!). Performed caricatures which even my wife has missed. I have cut down on my sleep, worked late at night, and again woken up early. Just for her. To steal just one more sweet moment with her.
People have asked me: Is it worth it?
My daughter, Mehuli just turned a year.
Unlike motherhood, which is felt in flesh & blood (my wife once told me) from the moment one comes to expect, fatherhood (I know) grows up: softly, from the awe of that little pink thing, to the joy in seeing her smile at me, to the wonder in seeing her walk, the charm of hearing her call, to the love I feel today.
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