The tiny thing doesn't even know what is happening...the boy seems to be quite sweetly and gently feeding her...
Of course they must be too overwhelmed to even think about what is happening, the bonds that are being forged, the commitments they are getting into, and the end of their childhood even before it has begun...
And, what are the thoughts racing through the mother's mind? how is she feeling deep within her heart.
My heart is too full to write any more...there is just too much here.
As Indian women, we are masters at the art of swallowing our thoughts and burying our feelings...