My daughter Nisaa has always been my constant companion, and my best friend. She used to hang around me a lot until she got her PSP. She still hangs out with me during the day, but will have the PSP in her hands. I would turn slowly to look at her whenever the PSP emits strange sounds…burps, farts…it is this funny game that she loves playing. At the age of 3, she sure has good hand and finger coordination as compared to I.
Soon I will be moving. She won’t be following me as her mother has protested against my intention of taking her with me. It would be sad to think that she would be alone at home with no one to play with as all her other siblings would be at school during the day. Usually, I would be there for her. She would clamber onto my back and massage my head, or my shoulders, and peck me on either cheek or both. She would blow me a kiss whenever she is about to leave the room.
It was just two days ago, while I was doing some work online, and she was on her PSP, I took off my t-shirt as I was feeling warm. She looked at me and said, “Nisaa pun nak buka baju jugalah. Nisaa pun panas.” She took off her t-shirt, took a pillow and lay beside me on the floor; her tiny hand held mine and she fell asleep.
I am going to miss her terribly. If only her mother is more open-minded.