>>>He was a father… this was really happening! He held out his pinky to the newly born pink skinned baby, and her fingers curled around it. Her hand was so tiny that her fingers barely touched as she held on to his pinky. He felt like the heavens had parted and were shining down on him… a proud daddy of the most beautiful baby in the world! He looked at Prabha’s flustered face and knew that he was the luckiest man alive!<<<

Simple yet very beautiful. I love  the  way you narrated it.