One day .. A younger friend of mine was visiting .. she's 21 ... married and has now a beautiful Sara .. I've always felt pitty for her .. for marrying at such a young age and throwing away her - as everyone'd forseen - a bright career .. while I .. have fought many battles to squeeze in among the giants.. and fight for all the women who couldn't   .. I took upon myself a mission to prove to the world - as if they're waiting for me -that Women are hardcore .. in each and every post they hold .. Anyhow.. back to Sara ..

  The other night baby Gurl Sara was crying .. and her mum was fed up with her crying ... and started loosing it and yelling at the 7 months-old .. I asked her to hand me the little thing .. I held her close to my chest , near my left shoulder , where she's in upright position .. I took her to the small corner window in our house that I like to stand at alot .. I moved my face closer to her soft tiny head so that she can hear me whisper and mumble some tone .. and started swinging myself .. left and right with a steady rhythmic patt on her back with my right hand .. twenty minutes later .. little Sara gave in .. and stopped crying .. she surrendered to the fact that she's getting dizzy and that her head is still alot for her to hold in an upright position for that amount of time .. she rested her head on my chest .. and closed her incredibly cute eyes and fell asleep .. I felt her breath upon my skin .. I was really keen on pacing down my heart beats so that I wouldn't wake her up .. that moment .. my god I was very willing to stop my own heartbeat and let her breathe in for the both of us .. I did not stop moving .. I kept going for quite a while secretly enjoying it .. and at that moment .. I was thinking " What Career .. and What Mission ! " .
   So there goes .. I love the tiny creatures .. I sure hope God doesn't deprive anyone from them :)