1st June 1998,
Six months had passed. Zeenia and my bonding started to grow stronger. I used to take Zeenia to Ryan's grave, every week. I got her admission secured in the same school where I taught so that I could keep an eye on her simultaneously.
It was her first day in school. I dressed her up in the school uniform and tied her hair in two small ponytails. She was looking cute and adorable. I made her wear socks and shoes, quickly. Then, I lifted her in my arms and took her to the dining table. I served her breakfast.
"Baby, have breakfast quickly, Mamma is packing your tiffin. Okay?" I asked her lovingly.
"Okay Mamma," she replied cutely.
I pecked her forehead and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her.
