Irony of Life...

19 – The date I liked so much. For no particular reason, just thought there was a strong positive vibe about the number in the calendar, really. When the ‘Expected Due Date’ of my baby calculated by my doctors was 10th December 2010, I secretly hoped that it should somehow extend up until the 19th – just so that my baby could be born on the date I loved and held quite close to heart. But, life isn’t quite such, as it was on 19th November 2010 I learnt that my baby was dead. Now, to me, this is like any other calendar date and I hold no special reservations to it anymore. Well, here we go, this is the 'Irony' and such is life!