Pudgy Indian

12 years ago, I danced in the hottest heat. My flesh was torn from my body. Convulsions shook me like earth quakes. And I knew...I knew you were coming. I knew I was about to take steps up magical stairs to share life with you.

12 yeas ago next month, you held my finger like we had known each other forever, and it was only the first moment we met. In the 45 minute ride in the care, you didn't let go. And there you are, sitting on the magic staircase and gazing into your own future.

You still need a lot of guidance, young one, but that is what we are here for, enit?