When I was really really young, my mum introduced him to me as "ammavan" which translates to uncle / mama. However, I refused to accept that, I did not know why but i couldn't accept him to be my uncle. There was definitely something that attracted me to him.. absolutely breathtaking and I just loved looking at him, I could spend hours just looking at him without a spoken word.. I realised later that he followed me wherever went.. I realised it was growing into something, something that gave me butterflies in my tummy!
Years passed and slowly I began to realise I was madly in love. It made me smile, the moment I saw his face, even on the worst of days. Just a glimpse and I feel happy and satisfied. Deep inside I knew he came around to make sure I was fine. I missed him when he didn't show up and waited for him. When I was really annoyed or sad, I talked to him for hours. He always made me feel good. There wasn't a problem he couldn't solve.
To this day I love him.. today more than yesterday and tomorrow more than today..! and I am sure he loves me too..!
He is my first love, not "ambili ammavan"* like my mum said!
-- AM
* - ambili ammavan translates to uncle moon / chanda mama.. Yes I was talking about the moon!
