Yesterday, in the middle of doing a lot of odd (some of them were VERY odd) jobs, I suddenly gave in to temptation as I was passing the Siddapura gate, and executed a neat, irresponsible sneak into Lalbagh…and wandered contentedly around. Of course I visited SSO (
By very popular demand, here’s a picture of a sight that brings a fatuous smile to KM’s face:
Parenting is such a difficult task…from the time the baby makes its appearance in this world, you are actually more vulnerable than what a friend of mine once called “a small, needy specimen of humanity”. As you watch anxiously over the little one, you yet must also step back and allow more independence, as that is the only way the infant/toddler will grow up into a person. You constantly worry over little crises as they happen, and hopefully, the child comes through them…illnesses, falls, physical injuries and later, the traumas that the child weathers mentally…and hopefully, you make it with the child intact…only those who are making, or have made, the journey, realize how beset with pitfalls it is. You take your eye off the child for just one minute and trouble brews…but with luck, the trouble is something that can be solved, and you and the child go forward to the next day.