GOD has not forgotten
As I got into the house that Saturday, all I wanted to do was sleep, the week had been stressful but the awaited results made it worth while. I found just the perfect spot on the rug in the children's parlour, I laid down and within minutes sleep took over. After a while, from my sleep, I heard Dara rushing to get the phone to speak to her dad. Over time, we had come to know her usual lines when she spoke to her dad. As she took the phone, Dara didn't fall my hands, she blurted out: "Daddy, when are you coming? And then next came the second most famous sentence: "Daddy, have you bought the things I said you should buy for me?" These two sentences has been her usual lines for months. I was used to them but as she said the second sentence, my mind was hit by a thought. Although, Dara was yet to receive the stuffs she had requested for and it seemed time was going, she kept asking for them with the same zeal, ecstasy and joy in her voice e