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It is strange but true that child is the father of man(or woman). In every respect. To teach patience, tolerance, respect, truth, honesty and many more virtues generally considered the stronghold of human existence. My daughter, all of 5 years (or less with a few months to her 5th birthday) has taught me all that and more. Not only to me, but to all ‘adults’ in the family – incl her grandmom and dad.


Which is funny actually,coz she thinks she is emulating all these qualities (or rather learning) from us. But in reality, we (re) learn these from her. In every sense of the word. Her anecdotes range from the obscure to her outsourced activities @ school (perhaps this outsourcing gene is a gift from her dad !)…


Full of innocence, she relates her while day to us (till the wee hours of the morning to her grandma of course)on how she managed to get brownie points from the homeroom teacher, to what menu she has planned for her birthday to why she doesn’t want to ride her (newly acquired) bicycle, to what exotic (read foreign) locales her classmates have returned from , to why her classmate is angry at her dad (for not having fed her breakfast that morning )


Whew! Combined with Tom & Jerry, Chota Bheem and “ the new adventures of Hanuman”, its almost like running a crèche! And am not complaining. After years of seeing her awake only for a few hours, thereby missing out on critical and exciting milestones , I finally gave in to be a full time mom to help her with her learning…


Which has ended in she rather teaching me a lot about life, its simple pleasures and the fun involved in just not doing anything ‘monetary’ – a junior Seth Godin, perhaps..its time for me to take “The Dip”


Ciao...and cya soon !