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The story is now part of a short-story collection available in black-white and coloured prints and as an ebook. I will share the links soon.
Tag: Parenting
The Hero
When I was little…
You were always too tall,
So I grew up stretching
Trying to reach you.
You were always too smart,
So I grew up studying
To be like you.
You were always my hero.
I eventually gave up trying
Because
There is only one “You”.
Not sure if I ever failed you, Papa,
But I always adored you…
Still do…
P.S.: I love you, Papa. Wish you many beautiful year’s to come…
First Night
Our first night with the baby…
Baby: “WAAAAH!”
Me: (Distracted, surprised, amused and harrowed) “Google never said a baby can poop, throw up, fart and pee at the same moment!”
Baby: “WAAAAAH!”
Him: (Accusingly) “You don’t know a thing about babies!”
Baby: “WAAAAAAH!”
Me: (Accusing back) “Do you?”
Him: (Sigh) “How do we clean her now that she is covered with muck all over?”
Me: “Bathe her?”
Baby: “WAAAAAAAAH!”
Him: “But it is 3 am and it is cold!
Me: (Sigh)“Let’s ask your mom!”
Baby: “WAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Him: “But it is 3 am…How do we clean her?”
Baby: “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Me: (Sigh) “Let me wipe her.”
Baby: “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Him: (Sigh) “You try comforting her. I’ll wipe.”
-Dedicated to all parents who brave the uncharted waters, including mine
Tethered
I am a Helium-filled balloon. My daughter has tethered me to the ground but she is also the reason I continue my attempts to fly.
Tiny Story: Heaven
In front of their old rundown family farmhouse
9-year old son (incredulously): This is your ‘heaven’?
Father (in a conspiratorial tone): Did you ever jump over a fence, climb a tree, bathe in the river, play in a cave or own a real tree house?
Son (grinning ear-to-ear): When are we moving in?
Winging It
I am a mother of a genius. If only someone could decipher her script…
I bought a Maths notebook for my 2-year old in an attempt to teach writing numbers. Two days later, it was full of these weird symbols that she wrote with the flourish of a professional while singing the ABCD song alongside.
Can someone un-encrypt it please?
Tiny Story: Late Nights
Mom (to her 12 year old):Â Honey, Why are you up so late? Are you alright?
After 40 years
Daughter: Mom, Why are you up so late? Are you alright?
Tiny Story: The Mother of the Bride
Year 1920
“Of course we don’t send our daughter to school. Who will marry her then?”
Year 2020
“We are sending her for a professional degree. Helps in finding good grooms.”
Year 3020
“Yes, she is in the team flying to Planet Isis. Heard there are many bachelors over there.”
Tiny Story: After
The loneliness had become too much. Every one told him that he should move to a new city and start over again. He could, then, meet new people, and may be, even find love again…
He looked at his children: five and eight. Would they mind moving? Of course, they would! Their lives were here with their grandparents, their school and friends. He couldn’t uproot them at a whim!
He couldn’t hurt them, so he let the memories hurt him.
Tiny Stories: The Translator
Baby: Daddy, yayayu?
Mother: She is asking you, “How are you?”
14 years later
Daughter: I have a stomach ache. Can I skip school today?
Mother: Which assignment did you not finish?
