Little Boy Blue

Towards the end of a decade, when the ‘flower power’ generation were swinging towards what the rest of society considered normal, a set of parents were eagerly awaiting the birth of their first baby… the flower power seemed to have rubbed off on the baby, coz in later years, it wished it had been born at least a couple of decades earlier… the baby’s maternal grandmother was also eagerly awaiting its birth, since the baby’s mother was the only girl child and so, the granny’s favourite…. the baby was very inconsiderate as it chose a late hour to be born.. but he(yup, was a boy) was quite inclined to come out, and didnt cause much trouble…
a few hours later, he was brought into the room, where he would spend the next few days.. and that was where he was supposed to lie, with little cries in between that were indicators of entry or exit of materials…. but quite apparently, he was an attention freak, for within 24 hours of his birth, he decided to test his destiny and the nerves of his granny…
while his mother slept because of the sedation and his dad was at home for some well deserved sleep, and granny was dreaming of her newborn grandson’s future, he decided to question whether he had a future at all…he just stopped breathing, and within a few seconds, turned blue, scaring his granny out of her wits.. but she wasn’t one to give up without a fight…
in the dead of the night, she ran up three floors, carrying him, searching each floor for a duty doctor/ nurse… she finally found one, and got the equally frightened nurse to force the breath back into him… and was rewarded with a happy gurgle from him, as though a question had been answered…
years later, he still has the blues, albeit of a different kind, and writes about them in his blog… today is his 27th birthday…

until next time, what are you waiting for? wish me…