Two pink lines and a new journey!

As a self-confessed workaholic, it was difficult for me to imagine a time when something else would claim me completely and with utter conviction. A time when my work, and anything, 'mine' would become secondary to another cause.

Two dark pink lines on a pregnancy test changed that for the good.....and how!! 

They set me on a journey, which has been exciting and challenging, unpredictable and crazy, completely overwhelming at times, and as teary, as it has been rich with smiles. So here was me, a crazy backpacker, and,'completely obsessed about my work' maniac, never stopping for as much as a breath; and here was this tiny plastic strip, holding me firmly in its grip, telling me how I would need to re-learn how to live. 

And re-learn I did, while on the best journey I have started in life, yet. 

As my body changed from a studio apartment to a full 1BHK for its shiny new occupant, growing with her, my heart was ready to burst with the chaotic levels of love (read hormones) it was dealing with! And the people around me were beginning to start their own, new paths...towards being a father, an aunt, a grandparent. 

Such was the power of those two lines that they completely devoured me, and spat out a mummy-to-be, an animal unlike any other in this world! And along with me, they changed everyone around me too - pushing us all into new, unexplored worlds we had only ever thought about. 

As I attempt to offer a peek into this journey to those who care to read, it is the moment of seeing those two lines which is imprinted on my mind as the starting point of this love affair with life itself.