He was trying his best to calm their two years old daughter. She was wailing and a pandemonium was in effect.
“My angel... My iris... My love... darling...” He continues to pamper her little daughter while trying to distract her with some toys. Yet she continued to cry.
“Ma... Ma...” She continued to repeat.
Did the time freeze, he wondered. Their daughter was sleeping peacefully and therefore his wife went alone to their neighbor’ house-warming. She should be here soon, he consoled himself. He knew that he could walk to their neighbor’s home and ask his wife to handle her.
Yet his heart pricked. Am I not her father? Am I unworthy enough to take care of her?
He wiped her tears and said, “Appa is here... Baby don’t cry... Baby don’t cry...”
He sensed that she became suddenly calm and he saw her eyes finally becoming truly alive.
A smile also adorned her face.
Pleased with himself he turned towards the direction where their daughter was glancing...His wife was standing silently observing the spectacle...