My first day @ Day Care Centre

A familiar name.... a familiar voice... a very familiar tune... "Zahraa.a...  Izzaa..." which woke me from a long night sleep.. Oh its my name,...haai... its my Mamma's voice Calling me. "Good morning.... Assalamualaikum..." I opened my eyes slowly to these greetings. How lazy I am..! Sunlight was falling directly on my face and it was too bright outside. Ho!! today also I am late to get up. I felt ashamed and smiled to both of them who were enjoying my shyness – My sweet Mamma & Pappa.

I understood that here starts my new day, energetically jumped to their hands. Mamma took me towards wash basin and washed my face, mouth and ...yyeee (I'd pizzed in bed that night as usual). Then it was the time for my breakfast. Nothing was more tough a job for my mamma and pappa than let me have my breakfast (That's also as usual).

But today I was happy that I took my bath before breakfast and I came to know that we all are going out in a while. That made me really happy coz I love wearing new skirt-top, Seeing lot of people, babies, autorikshaw, car, buses etc.. wow i felt so excited. There is nothing  more thrilling and exciting than going on a  ride on my Pappa's Gudu gudu gud vandi... the bullet.

I am ready, mamma ready, pappa ready. "Povaam... ". I started first, pappa took me to downstairs (we live in first floor) asking mamma to follow us. He kept me on the front seat of the bullet. I feel safe on the front seat with my pappas arms covering me and I understood that it is not a long trip (If so I had to sit with mamma on the back seat). Anyway OK, front seat is my favorite.

Dhu...dhu...dhu...dhu... Pappa slowly started moving the bullet. Wow... Pappa & Mamma are sitting behind me, so I felt I was riding the bullet ;-). As always I (and Pappa) started saying the names of what I see on the go, like Bus, autorikshaw, car etc. People looked at me and was smiling at my exciteness, I just dint care and you know that I was sooo busy with driving.

Pappa stopped the vehicle in front of a huge locked gate inside which I could see a lot of kids (babies as I say) playing. It was a big house. My Mamma took me in her hands. "Haaaiii .. baby..." I was excited to see them all together. Mamma was telling to be a good girl and got several kisses on the way to that place. Pappa was following us slowly. We entered into that place by opening its gate. I found one or two "Aunty"s also were there playing with the kids. It was a new place to me. I felt happy to see all singing and dancing.

One aunty came to us, asking my name with a big smile.

"Alayna... Alayna Zahra" – Mamma Replied.

"Haai... Alaynaaa... sweet name... good girl...!" Aunty said. "Ba.. ".

She took me repeating the same words "haai... Good girl...". She handed over me to another fat aunty who took me into that house. She too smiled and  said. "cho chweet... good girl".

I saw Mamma & Pappa were giving me tata... !! Why... no idea.. I was thinking. I doubt… were their (Mamma & Pappa) eyes filled…? Are they looking sad..?

I was Confused! Why did that aunty take me in..? Why Mamma & Pappa are unhappy..???

There were Lot of kids inside the house, dancing and singing. It was totally a new place for me.. I stood watching them but a bit confused.

I was still thinking... why, whats happening, where am I..? Looked towards the door, oh... no...!!! It was closed. Mamma is outside..., and pappa too. Mammaa.....!!! I felt like crying.

"Mamma will come soon... Alayna... let us play till then..!" It was that Aunty. I could not hear anything.. I ran to the door and knocked calling mammaaa..!!! I knew that now my eyes also got filled. Aunty took me saying ..."don’t worry Alayna.. Let's sing a song...”. I was still looking at the door…!!!

Suddenly... the door opened, and the other Aunty was entering inside. I saw my Mamma through the gap between the door and wall... This time I could not control. Called loudly... Mammmaa..a..a..!! it was a cry. Its painful that Mamma & pappa are not with me. I saw Mamma's eyes.. it was tearing. Pappa also... looking sad. I wanted to go out. Cried loudly...! But... the aunty didn't let me go. The door got closed again... It was too much for me...  Mammaaa...... Pappaa.... eeeehee...