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Monday, January 15, 2007 ; 9:49 PM

Today is unlike any other ordinary day.. its filled with intense emotions...
Tommorrow is the 1st mention of the case.. I'm really praying hard that things would be fine.. I have made calls to the relavant divisions... hmm.. I am risking it though.. 1st mention is usually at 8.45 at court 26.. I wana see my baby boy so badly.. sleepless nights.. sepia bags under my eyes.. wrecked thoughts..Its sheer mental torture.. I went to visit his dad.. boy.. it really takes alot for a man of that age to cry.. he told me all about my baby.. details which I never knew.. I only knew he cant realli click with his father.. but yesterday the turth was unraveled.. it was a moment of extreme emotions... It made me really depressed to see his father cry.. He was saying about the way he came up in life and the hopes he had on his kids.. The last child esp.(my baby).. It cuts me deep to know that he hid alot from me.. but I am proud of what I did.. I was initally risking myself.. I was afraid of rejection from his family to open up to me ... but it is so good to know that they are very open and willing to share alot of things with me.. I am not doing this cause I want to be with him.. I am doing this for his parents and my satisfaction.. I know the torture they are going through.. cause I went through the same torture when my dad was blatantly blamed for forgery and had to serve a sentance.. I remember the way my mum fell onto the couch and cried .. it was really disheartening to see her at that state.. as for me.. I knew everything that was going on... but mom tried hiding it from me.. it was evident from her tears that there was something really wrong... I CLEARLY remember the last words dad said the morning he left for the verdict.. GIRL WE SHALL ALL GO FOR A GOOD BREAKFAST TOMMORROW AND GO TO SOMEWHERE REALLY NICE.I never saw him aftwer that morning.. i only did so after 3 months..

Well I am going to do all that it takes to render all my support to his family.. I want them to know that there is someone there for them... the least I can do is to offer my shoulder and healing words. Once hurt twice bitten is the saying.. I really hope my baby learns a lesson..
His mom is really depending on me to change him for the good.. I really want him to change or rather change him..

Your a jewel in my hand,
an antecedant to my happiness
Baby ur just the person
so essential in my life..
HAFIZ UR PRECIOUS
MORE PRECIOUS THAN ANYTHING IN MY LIFE
UR MY HAPPINESS,MY FEELING OF GRANDIOSE
I WANT U BACK BABY












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