August 13th was the day when there was first addition to the family of my parents. Yes they had their eldest child.
Story starts as my mother being eldest among her siblings. She was most beloved child of my grandparents. She was not forced to do home chores and allowed to paint and create masterpieces as her interest was in arts and she loved utilizing her creative mind. They wanted her to have best of everything. She completed her studies and was most beautiful lady with amazing personality. There must have been many guys who wanted her but … all I was told that when my dad who was in navy was chosen, the rejected one was a mbbs doctor. My mother saw my dad for the very first time at her own wedding day. This is how things worked in old ages. Even though my dad didn't belong to their family tree and was outsider my grand dad chose him because he thought that’s the guy who will take care of his princess...my parents moved out of city as it was job requirement. They started living in a city where they had no relatives, just bunch of families like them who left loved ones and settled in order to support their husband protect their country.
After one year of my mother getting married, her sister got married as well and next year her another sister was married too. The only thing that separated them from my mother was they were married within family and lived near to my grandparents where they had many other relatives too…It was about three years and my mom didn't have her child where as her siblings had theirs within first year of marriage. My dad never made this an issue but my mom and my grand mom was worried and was waiting for new addition. Finally it was August 13th when I was born. I was the one they waited for so long....
