They teach us all a lesson - just as the Christmas story does - that in the birth of a child, there is a new dawn with endless potential.

Not the stars, not the farthest solar systems, not the millions of different species of animal life, but the child is the greatest of God's creations.

Even if one child falls in a borewell, the entire country gets worried; we must generate more awareness about hundreds of children who are unable to survive due to lack of primary healthcare facilities.

Because parents have power over children. They feel they have to do what their parents say, but the love of money is the root of all evil, and this is a sweet child. And to see him turn like this, this isn't him. This is not him.

I love conversations with kids in the meet and greet lines - little people with little voices! I love babies. Someday I would love to be a parent, but I want that time to come when I've experienced so much of the world. My life will be devoted to making that child's life as wonderful, beautiful, magical and perfect as it can possibly be. I want to wait until there is no ounce of me left that has anything self-centered to experience.

The future destiny of a child is always the work of the mother.