Teloola.. I do'nt know what this name reminds me of! but it got stuck in my brain since monday.. unsure whether I fancy the name or was fascinated by Teloola herself..
She was wrapped in pink as the same color on her Mom's cheeks, accompained by the proud Dada and the quite young grandmom - carrying her in her arms.. she was 10 days old and reminded me of the pink rabbit I yearned as a child..from chandamama comics.....
All the fuss was about what to call her.. Tooly.. Loola... Lola were some of the options.. none of it made sense to her though... for she was so excited to meet the world and make her presence felt..
I was scared to hold her... for some unknown fear- that she would vanish into thin air if I were to cuddle that pink fairy in my arms... nevertheless we made our acquaintance and agreed to meet again the following monday..
Teloola ... she had great eyes and were quite inquisitive as well.. she was eager to communicate in any way her body would respond - shake a fist... nod her little head or just yawn her way away to you...
God Bless..
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