Papa collected me from Prisha's house we went home and papa gave me a nice bath while mummy made me dinner (if this is all life is about then I never want to grow up). Papa had to go to work in the evening, I miss him when he goes but he usually brings me nice gifts and spoils me. Mummy was feeling a little tired so we both went to bed a little early that night but mummy made sure I had a lovely princess bedtime story. I feel asleep straight away due to all the activities and having a lovely meal.
I was dressed in my favourite princess outfit and was playing with the dragons, dragons are my friend and sometimes i sit on their back and we fly high up in the sky. Going in and out of the clouds, twisting and spinning up and down in the air, sometimes I almost loose my grip when I'm on and the dragons just know somehow and slow down so that I can get a better grip. I remember holding riding a horse and i was on my way back to the castle, suddenly something spooked my horse and as he galloped up I lost my balance and fell to the ground, I must have hit my head or something because when I opened my eyes my Papa was gently waking me up and I was in my nightie.
'Maya, Maaayya, wakey wakey my sweet pea. It's time to take mummy to the hospital.'
'What time is is Papa?' I asked whilst in my daze.
'It's 2:15am, lets get you ready and we can go to Nani's house'
'Is my brother here?' Suddenly i was wide awake and excited, I was about to go and check if he was in his cot.
'No honey, but the baby is on its way so we need to drop you to Nani's house' said my Papa softly.
I would rather go to the Hospital and wait for my baby brother to arrive but Papa said that children are not allowed in the hospital and that it might be too cold and that I would get bored. I probably would have been bored but I was too excited to see my brother.
Mummy looks like she was in a little bit of pain so I was on my best behaviour and listened to all the instructions given (I can be a good kid sometimes, well actually I'm always good). I was dropped of to my Nani's house where I fell asleep straight away.
In the morning Nani said I didn't have to go to school as i didnt have a full nights sleep and i might be too tired to do anything. So I stayed at her house all day and we played, I watched my TV programs when Nani was busy cooking and I even managed to do some colouring and drawing.
Later on that day, (I think it was after one o' clock in the afternoon as we had just had lunch). My Papa called me and told me that my baby brother was born 'Wow , cool, Yes. See Papa I told you the baby was a boy' I said with confidence.
Papa said that the baby was healthy and that I could visit him in the hospital soon. I went to the hospital with my Nani and Nana but as my baby brother was still too little and almost a week early the doctors and nurses said that children were not allowed to visit. This upset me as I had been looking forward to visiting him all day. Papa calmed me down as always and showed me photos he took of my brother just after he had been born.
Papa said that I didn't have to go to school on Friday as I was out late visiting the hospital. When Friday came I was so excited, all day I waited for my Papa to collect me so we can go and see my baby brother. The hospital didn't let my Mummy and brother out until the night time but I was so happy to finally see him and he was so small and cute.
I asked my Mummy and Papa if I could hold him and give him a hug and a kiss, they said 'Yes, ofcourse'. I think they were more shocked that I didn't get jealous of him.
A couple of days passed and I was still very happy to finally have a brother. Someone I can look after and teach how to play and write and everything I have learnt and I'm sure he will like playing with my dinosaurs, power rangers, avengers and Lego toys.
One thing I learnt about my brother is that he gets very very hungry, and he is only allowed to have milk because he doesn't have any teeth to chew the food, and milk will make him big and strong. To tell my parents he is hungry he cries a lot. He cried when he is hungry, cries when he wants to burp, cries when he wants his nappy changed, crying crying crying all day long. I wonder if I used to cry like that all the time.
It was nearly my birthday and that when my Papa remembered that my brother had bought a lovely present for me. It was a lovely silver necklace that said 'Big Sister' and had a drawing of a girl and a baby boy.
'That's me and my baby brother isn't it Papa?' I said being so happy that my brother had got me a present before my birthday. My Papa nodded in agreement and said 'its not for your birthday, he got it just to say thankyou for being my big sister and he will get you a different present for you birthday'.
27th May was when we named my brother but before that we had to choose a name. Now according to religion and culture we had to find out what letters to name him from. The way it works is that depending on the time of day and date we are born we are allocated letters, so for example I was born a little after 10am on 9th June 2008 and the letters for me were 'M' and 'T'. For my brother the letters were 'Kh' and 'J'.
Mummy and Papa wrote down loads of names beginning with those letters and several names had been offered by friends and relatives as well. Below is a list of all the names that were chosen short listed:
Names beginning with the letter 'J':
Jai, Jade, Jaylen, Jaiden, Jayesh, Jaanesh, Jagat, Jagdeep, Jagan, Jagdeesh
Names beginning with the letters 'Kh':
Khaleel, Khayaal, Khemraj, Khush, Kushal, Khrish, Khyl
My Papa and I really like the name 'Khyl' so I started introducing my brother as 'Khyl' but Papa said that Mum will have to make a final choice on the name and it might not be 'Khyl'.
I got a little jealous and got upset that my parents were spending a lot of time with my brother and not as much time with me anymore. My parents explained that as my brother is little he needs a little more attention and that as I am a big girl now I can also help to look after him. I spent a week at my Nani's house again so that I can be looked after and go to school and not worry about anything.
It was the weekend and finally time to give my brother a name. The families came over and on the morning Mummy spoke very nicely and explained the name we were going to give him. As everyone was there that needed to be there we all sat around my brother and said a ritual chant and named him 'Khaylen'.
So everyone please meet my baby brother 'KHAYLEN VARSANI'
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