Eternal Gandhi

I realize the mouse has been taking up a lot of my time, but there are other aspects to life as well.
Ever since we saw Lage Raho, Munnabhai, the Mahatma has found an ardent fan in my daughter. She knows he was a freedom frightum, and that he is the Nation’s Father. I quite like her definitions, so I don’t try to correct her.
Recently, she expressed a desire to dress like him, and wanted me to get her a stick and a dhotar. I’ll have to do something about it over the weekend. Now, I do respect Mahatma Gandhi for all he did for our nation, but his attire left a lot to be desired. Designer clothing, it was not.
However, there is a silver lining - her focus has shifted from Salman Khan to Mahatma Gandhi. A refreshing change!

Taken Aback!

With my 4-yr old, I have to be on my toes at all times. A few days ago, frustrated at some action of hers, I called her “third class”. Cooly, without batting an eyelid, she said, “…and you are Middle Class”!
I wonder where kids today get such presence of mind?! The audacity is a different ballgame, altogether!

Fatherhood

Parenthood takes you back to “those days” - of green grass and blue skies (as denoted by the default Win XP background)! Watching my 4–yr old bloom into a brat, makes me relive my childhood. Her absurd sense of logic, her weird questions, take me back to my childhood, when I would think that wind was created when all the trees in the world started fanning us!

Being with children requires one to have a vivid imagination – to be a part of their lives. You just can’t be a parent. You’ve got to be a friend first, then a parent.

I love being a friend and father to my li’l angel – we’re on our way to “Finding Neverland”!