The magic that I ignored till now
When my 4 year old son asked me “Mamma, is magic real?” I instantly started replying “No, it isn’t….” and then I looked at his wide eyed innocence filled face. His eyes were dazzling with pure wonder, excitement and everything that he thought he didn’t know. But is it really true? Does the magic not exist? Well I surely can’t give any evidence of witches flying on broomsticks or wands with special powers or even fairies. But does that mean Magic does not exist? Then I looked at his face again. He had beautiful chubby cheeks just like me but had a dimple on one of the cheeks just like his daddy. The shape of his eyes was like me but their colour was same as his Daddy’s. The little munchkin loved all the food that I liked but played all the games that his daddy liked. What was all that? Was it the perfect combination of genes and chromosomes mixed with a predefined formula or was it unfolding of the beautiful magic that surrounds us? He then went on to play wit