In the Indian tradition, more often than not, they want their firstborn to be a male. Back in the 90s, when Divya was born, friends would give unsolicited advice. “It’s ok. The next one will definitely be a boy.” - as if we asked for an opinion, as if they knew, as if we cared. Then Tania was born, and they again gave a sigh.
And again, as if we asked. Rinse and repeat. That is until Keshav and Danny rolled along.
30 years on, I can stand proud and say they have done well in their own right.
Many years ago, my friend was getting married. As the main event was over, he saw his father-in-law give a sigh of relief, caressing his chest. He was heard telling his friend, “Ahh, my big headache is over!”
My friend only understood what he meant 10 years after being married to his father-in-law’s headache.We would like to believe it’s our loss and Marc’s gain… of a headache.
Marc and Divya, jokes aside, you are stepping into a new phase of life. We all just want to wish both of you clear skies and sunny days ahead. There will be rainy days ahead, but don’t fret about it; try singing and dancing in the rain instead. From what I see in Indian movies,
it must be fun.
Good luck in your future endeavours.
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