It’s official…I can no longer call the brat, the brat. He will be now, for all purposes known on this blog by his nice name… Amrit. And here’s why…
# At almost 12, he’s as tall as me… Not that I am tall. For me, that’s a wonderful achievement. He wouldn’t have to sit on the front bench throughout school and college and be in the first row of every group photograph like I was. Something, most of my school friends thoughtfully reminded me during the reunion.
# He sometimes says things that takes me by surprise… no make that, he always says things that take me by surprise. We had just entered the Guruvayoor Temple when he spots a board that says, “Non-Hindus not allowed!” Immediately he says, “Amma, I think I’ll have to do another satyagraha!” It took me some time to realise what he meant. And I thought history was my strong point!
# Most of my friends were bowled over by his charm during our recent vacation. He’s the kind who will always say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’… and also praise you to the skies if you served him good food. The way he says ‘Super!’ after taking a bite will melt any heart, except mine, of course. And so, to those who continue to praise him, just one request, “Can you take him off my hands for a week, please?”
# He speaks to his twenty-something cousins like they were his friends from school. I’m surprised that he finds so many things in common. Wait, that’s not all… Last heard, he was busy discussing corruption in India with an uncle in his 50s… And just for that, he has a standing invite to Bangalore any time 🙂
# Without pushing or prodding or reminding him, he says his prayers with a lot of devotion. He enjoys the bhajans and shloka chanting sessions immensely.
# Believe me, he has never asked for anything… just because his friends have it! I asked him if he wanted a PSP, he said no… Why? Because his eyes would hurt. He’s content watching old reruns of cricket matches on television and is mostly glued to his books. And yes, he’s a Potter maniac!
# He treats me as his best friend, as of now (that could obviously change as he grows up!) and that is really heart-warming. Every incident at school is retailed in great length… and amusement.
There, I’ve written a fond mommy post… Something I thought I’d never do! Well, there’s always a first time…