
I don’t know what’s the 1st word that I uttered, cause my mother told me that I was just 3 days old when I started talking to Papa. At the very same time, he got promoted, so he couldn’t stay in Karachi. But he used to come over every weekend & we used to chat like anything. Usually kids say ‘Mama’ first, but I said ‘Papa’. And you won’t believe it, but Z used to call him ‘Ma’. That’s by far the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.