The little voice at the other end

I officially became uncle (mama) when I was in my 8^th standard. Then I did not know what it was to be an uncle to a small kid. Yes, I loved the kid a lot and I still do. Then, I did not know how to buy a dress for a small child. I went on to be uncle to 4 more kids in the family. Everyone was happy that Gen-next has been formed. I was happy too, only because I was still very young and my cousins had become old.

It was when I heard the baby voice of the latest addition to the family that I realized I was now a big boy with responsibilities as uncle. When I heard the little voice over the phone, I had the sudden urge to cover the baby with gifts. Not just him, but for all those other kids I had failed to buy. I somehow feel it is my responsibility to buy gifts for those little ones.

This has led me to think about my career because only when my career is bright I can bring joy into their lives. I only wish I earn enough to buy gifts for the little ones in the family. That little voice over the phone has made me rethink my perspective of life and where my commitments reside. I wish I could do a lot for those kids, for whom I am now non-existent. The funny part is that all those beautiful kids are at a place where I always yearn to go but still have not had the opportunity to go. The cancerian in me has till now stopped me from displaying affection publicly. All that would change when I get a decent job and a pay that would make me fulfill this dream.