I was never this stupid 
or this emotional. Or ever thought that love and motherhood would make me an emotional fool. 
Everyone who knew me can vouch for me.
Now I watch Balika Vadhu and feel sad.
I watch Na Aana Is Des Laado and get emotional about female infanticide.
But then again, those who knew me will also say, ‘Umme never watched soaps, ever.’
(What can I do? I have lots of time to kill in between my baby’s naps!)
