The daily vagaries

Cool breeze greets us as we step out of home into our car to go to a kids park nearby with   little Aaryan. At 4 years of age, Aaryan, like any other kid of his age, loves the swings and slides of the park and best of all, loves to gang up with new kids that he gets to meet in the neighborhood parks. “ Dinosaurs,here I come.” Aaryan screams while jumping on his car seat. The energy levels are high and so it happens what always does when you are over-excited. I took a wrong turn and kind of lost my way. Stopping the car at the left of the road, I wave to a person on the cycle and ask for directions. We get the directions in the smarm Marathi accent “सीधे जाओ,फिर लेफ्ट मारो। थोड़ा आगे जाओ,फिर राईट मारो।” I thank the guy and am about to start the car when someone from behind calls up “Wait, Uncle. .सुनोना।” I turn my head a little and find Aaryan waving his hand at the guy calling him over. ( What...?)  As the person inches near the rear window, surprise.... Aaryan slaps his ow

- written by lovely mom  Its a hilarious day since my little son seems ready to accompany me to my office today. I am a little surprised as he would never go anywhere without his baba but then, I reason with myself, an unschooled kid like him can be a little unpredictable, No? :) I can see that my DH is a little nervous himself - perhaps for his little one as he will be away from him for few hours or is it for himself (lol) !! "Never been to school and Sahib going to office already" jokes Aashish and Aaryan smiles back saying "तुम थोडा sad हो लेना बाबा. मैं शाम तक ही आऊंगा !"   We have a joyful ride to the office with the little bird chirping sitting besides me. I get a feeling like I shall start feeling lonely in car without him from tomorrow. I am a little apprehensive as he merrily walks down the corridor with me and runs towards my chair as I point out my seat to him. He sits there for sometime, looking out of the window "I am waiting for baba - तुम का

Lovely to see you, little A, playing cricket with your friends. Little hands holding little bats and really swinging them hard enough bubbling with energy, filled with love and enthusiasm for the game. Of course, everyone wants to bat first :) and then there is someone who wants to be the only one as the fielder. Slowly things settle as we help everyone agree to play taking turns...  Few balls and suddenly, I notice another chaos.  Everyone is yelling "I am big" .."No, I am big" "Wait..I am bigger". Seems like every kid wants to prove himself the biggest and some kids are even trying to stand on toes checking out their height with others while you are on the verge of crying your heart out saying "Main sabse bada hoon". Ahh..., I do realize its all a part of your growing up but really how much I wish you won't cry my little one on these silly dilly talks !!  Its then when all of a sudden you, little A, seem to remember something and burs

Another beautiful day has passed. We lie on the bed, a little tired but Aaryan seems wide awake. Sometimes he sleeps quick after the evening walk while sometimes he does get sleepy but no sooner do we reach home than he gets back to his chirpy self and becomes a bundle of energy again. Aaryan is jumping, sometimes on bed, sometimes on me and his mom.  We giggle, yawn, tickle and snuggle. The s ky looks beautiful with  full moon looking its radiant best; its a starry night and its lovely to look at them lying on our beds through the balcony curtains .   Little Aaryan, as always, is all ears for a story but wants me to retell the same story again which he has been hearing from me since last 7 nights :) The story is about the time when I was a young kid and hurt myself on chin. This boy, for sure, seems to have a special ear for stories and talks involving hurting oneself and putting band-aids Or bandages. Anyhow, I try to entice him with talks about new stories that I can tell t