2 months and counting
Hi Vijjy dear,
So it's been 2 months. For you it may not seem that long but for
us, it's another occasion to celebrate your birthday. It's 2 months. 2 long
months that seemed just like yesterday.
You are changing.
And right before our eyes. Photos of you then and now side by side will show
you the difference. I'll keep that exercise for later. A timeline of your
photos along with the months and dates for you to see once you grow up.
But it's 2 months
dear Vijjy.
Here's what
changed apart from your growth.
You have made some
great friends. Some along the corner of the walls and some hanging along near
the butterflies and the bees. You look at them, smile, talk to them hoping they
respond. And their silence angers you. You try again and with no answer again,
you cry for us.
You like songs.
You have a sense of rhythm (as you did move your feet while music was being
played on the TV), but what you had are the rattles. They are out of sound and
out of beats for you. You like us singing to you, but not those cute little
rattles that we got for you.
You are
making some sounds which we want to believe is some sort of baby language.
Cause that’s what you use to talk to your invisible friends. It’s jibberish as
far we are concerned but what we want nevertheless is you using that language
with us too along with your friends. Your mom for sure longs to hear you
speaking to her.
What you do have is an innate sense of timing for your sounds
which we choose between monosyllabic yes or no depending on the question. Much
like comedians who have a sense of timing, and cricketers who need to have that
keen sense of timing to master that classic cover drive, you my dear Vijjy,
have a superb sense of timing to say yes or no when we pose you random
questions.
There are too many occasions that this has happened for me to
illustrate them but here are a few. I’m working late night on my laptop, in a
day where you grandmother and your mom were working too on their respective
laptops. It’s late night, you refuse to sleep as I have work to finish and I
ask you if you want to learn the laptop so that you could sleep and you surprisingly
say AAN. Mom asks if want to go to Dubai and you say, AAN…
You are getting much cuter. Both your mom and I would love to eat
you. I know, when you are big enough to read this, it may gross you out but
that’s how cute your were.
And no, more than ever, you are responding to smell. You can smell
OMELETTE from miles away. Your head turns to the smell almost naturally. Just
to give you context, your mom was admitted to the hospital when her water broke
at the night when she had egg rolls for dinner – hence your love for omelette.
And your head also moves to us at the dinner table while we sit to eat. Right
in front of you, we are munching delicious luchis and aloodums, we are
fingerlicking some great dal. We gobble some jalebis and sweets all the while
you looking at us. It’s heartbreaking for us to see you long for the food we
are eating and us unable to share it with you.
Here’s celebrating your second month. And many more to come.
Wishing you a happy happy happy second month birthday – have
a blast with your illusory friends J
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