Friday, 8 April 2016

How will i do it !

Dear Rishu

As a kid, i used to be always excited to vista my baba and dadi and all uncles in Gwalior. As i remember, the idea of fun for my uncles most of the time was irritating me and over powering me with their physical might (not that they did not love me, but yes, their idea of fun was to tease). I use to struggle to set free. As a kid, it would irritate me when it got over the nose. One day (when i was about 9 years old), i retaliated with my eldest uncle and hit him back. What did he do? Within the flick of a second he slapped me hard on my left cheek with his right hand. I have never forgotten that slap. Its still fresh in my memory. I don't know what good it brought, but it created a distance between him and me. Someone i used to be excited to see, i naturally stopped looking forward to- although i could not avoid him, for as a child i was told that i should not hit elders. I grew up with the  understanding that i should not have hit him, but as i grew up, i realized, he was wrong. But as a kid i was naturally avoiding him - not a conscious choice, i swear! Similar episodes happened with other uncles during my next 2 visits (don't remember those so well). I don't think i can ever do that to you. But if it does happen, i want you to know that there was something horribly wrong that must have happened, and my sole purpose to do it  would be to keep you off that in the future- for your own good. I wish as a child i had understood this when my parents told me. Although i got a lot of bashing and hits from my parents, i don't completely agree with their ways!

I want you to know, i will always love you and care for you and look after you, no matter what wrong you did. Don't be scared to speak to me on anything. I will be like your friend. If i stop you from doing something (which i will seldom do), just humor me and my judgment without your judgment.

You have turned 3 last week. We had a great party at Milk. I will post you on this soon. Got to take you out for your first Mumbai local train ride. Cooook Cooooooooookk!!

Papa!


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