Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself. Guzzling the pain of life quietly, I awaited miracle to happen. Nymph of heaven came at the prescribed time to become the partner of life. Life became meaningful, smile became sanguine. Rame day knocked my room, when small baby girl, so immaculate, so divine cried to drink the nectar from the nymph. Heart beat galloped to give me new recognition as father. As she jostled to my bosom to give me the sweetest pain, I thanked the Almighty. The rame day winked at me witnessing exudation of my unique emotion. Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself.
