Like others , I too had a nanny; one of
the few I can call mine. She had been with me ever since I was befriended with the world. She was my caretaker,my second mom ,my friend, in short, she was the all in all of mine. She was with me in my sickness , in my happiness and even in my despicable times. She had placed me before everything. Even as a baby , I used to sleep with her. I had found my comfort in her. She cooked food for me , fed me , put me to sleep all day. She had never forgotten to smother me with kisses and love.
I grew up in her warmth, I grew up in her love; I grew up in her shade. She would wait for me in the gate after schools. As a kid , I used to have a habit of looking up at the fan and get myself scared. And the first person I looked for consoling me would be her. I loved sleeping behind her. Evey time I slept behind her, she would facetiously say " Don't cling on to me , I am all sweat". But I nevermind. I would still put my arms around her and place my head on her shoulder and sleep like...