The First.... an attempt.... :)

Ever wondered how the first is always so special.. The first touch of a mother, the first hug from a father, the first time your called a "best friend", the first time someone says "i love you"...... The very first time that you hold the hand of your beloved.


And yet again how easy they are forgotten or taken for granted, while you get so involved in the grind of the day.... That the hug, the touch, the words, the feelings all start to lose their meaning.. And then we justify ourselves by saying we really didn't have a choice... well you surely do!


How else do you justify the unconditional love of a mother/father....? How else do you justify the warmth you get when your best friend hugs you when you need it the most....? How else would you justify the contentment you achieve when you hold your love in your arms....?


Ever wondered how at times the firsts can become the last.........? Do you really NOT want it that bad? 
'Coz as far a I know... Everything that has even momentarily given you that happiness..... is PRECIOUS and totally worth it.....


Thank You :)