22-Feb-12

After few days of intense thought process, Sis came home with an innovative technique to teach Paachu addition. She bought home some strawberries. The plan was to ask Paachu on how many strawberries he wanted. And he would ask, say 5 and she’d give him only 3. Then Paachu would count and say that he need 2 more. Wow!! What an idea to teach addition. .

The plot unfolds before Paachu. “Tell me how many strawberries do you want ?” She asked him holding handful of strawberries. Paachu replied “One..” she handed over one strawberry, he finished it and then said “One more…” .Scene repeated till he was done with as many as he wanted.  Camera packup.

16-dec-11 : Genetic Variation :

Sis came home at 6 in the evening, spent some time with Paapu and Paachu and then their study time started. Sis said “ok, be at the study table”.

One end of the table :

Paapu took his bag. Placed it on the table. Took out his diary, tried to understand the instructions from the class teacher. Then took out the home work book from his bag, took out his sharpened pencil from the pink colored pencil box. And started writing neatly, erasing whenever the letters went below his legibility benchmark - calm, composed and more matured for the age.

Other end of the same table:

Paachu sat on his tiny chair swinging his leg in air in a yet-to-be-defined-rhythm. Waited patiently for the next instruction from his mom. His bag, book, pencil is not to be seen anywhere near the 100 meters radius circle. Sis reached the spot and said “Take out your home work book.” He innocently passed it to Paapu “bro, where is my bag ?” !!!!

Moral : Result of gene combinations is extralinguistic.

25-Nov-11 - Part II

Out of sheer pressure from my sis, Paachu was compelled to give one of his toys as gift, on his grandfather’s b’day. He took a deep dive into the basket which had all his toys and came up with a ‘truck’. Before gifting it to my father, he made it a point to market it. “See, this truck is very strong and will go at a very high speed and….” , He said moving his hand to show the speed and few contorted gestures on face to show the strength of the truck. After this entire promo, grandfather accepted the gift and examined to find that the truck did not have wheels!!!!Grandfather-Grandson duo had a ‘gift-is-all-about-love’ look on their faces as they embraced(there by bridging the generation gap ;) ).

25-Nov-11

Today is paachu’s grandfather’s b’day. Yesterday, on the way to school, he said to my Father “On your b’day I will gift you all the toys that I got for my b’day. ” Before my father could say “how cute”. He continued with the second clause “You can hold it for some time and then return it.” He kept his word by giving a Ball (that was gifted to him on his b’day) to my father to hold for some time and then took it back , with a satisfied look.

Few beings are meant to be unpredictable.

23-Oct-2011 :

Around 10.30 in the night – whole of the house would have been sleeping, but for Paachu. He came to my room and said, “I want Jack fruit now”. Well, I must say, I wasn’t surprised, given the fact that it was Paachu who was asking it. And I told him to wait till morning at least, (so that he will forget). That did not deter him; he resorted to cry. Then my mom came out of her room and gave him ‘akhrot ‘ – the dry fruit. He had it and happily went back. He actually meant ‘akhrot’ when he said “Jack fruit” and only my mom got it. Had my mom been not there – all of us would have had a sleepless night – searching for jack fruit.

Affection is capturing what you mean rather than what you say - Hence proved.

11-Oct-2011:

When Paachu failed at all attempts to skip school, he was taken in the car till the bus stop. As soon as he saw the bus nearing, he told his father that he wanted to go to restroom. His father falling prey of his words brought him back home. As soon as he reached home, he had no intentions of going to restroom, let alone going back to school. When all learnt that he fooled everybody innocently, it was decided to take him to school on bike. On the way he told my father that he should bring Paachu back from the school after an hour, to which my father obliged. He was made to sit in his place and my father did not pick him after an hour, instead came back home. In the evening Paachu came back home all smiling and told my father “See, today I went to school as a good boy. Buy me a pack of Lays”.

Really wondering on his definition of a ‘good’ boy.