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My lil universe

December 10, 2017

In Anuja Chauhan’s latest novel Baaz the sister of the main protagonist asks him to name his Mercury and Venus — the two people he is closest to and mean the world to him.  Taking a cue from that line of thought my Mercury and Venus are Cuddles and Junior. The three of us are like three planets rotating around each other. Cuddles’ role in this would be the least as he has an active life outside home – his school, building friends, sunday school, grandparents building friends, classes etc. But the Junior and I are inseparable, except for the times when the granny comes for babysitting and the rare evenings I drop him to his granny’s home. Our two bedroom apartment with Cuddles and Junior comprises a large part of my world today.

It is a bittersweet world that gets exasperatingly claustrophobic when I do not get any breaks–  when Junior sleeps, Cuddles comes back from school or the innumerable times I have to watch over the naughty little boy or police the big boy from watching too many cartoons, yet it’s immensely rewarding and joyful to see Junior’s antics and admire Cuddles’ intelligence and sensitivity.

I usually blog, rather force force myself to pen down the incredible moments in this parenting journey because of lack of time and the other reason being I always prioritise the writing work that gets me some moolah. There is something awe-inspiring, heart-breaking, sentimental and deeply moving that happens in my lil universe everyday. I am sure every parent would feel the same, that’s why they say to have a child is to have your heart walking around outside your body.

Coming back to the existing things in my universe, Cuddles, all of nine, is almost as tall as me, he reaches the top of my ears, wears a number 38 in shoe size. He aspires to be a spy when he grows up, he grows up. So, he is always cutting up paper, bits of plastic and many other things to create personalised spy gear, as a result an old belt gets a painted cardboard E at the buckle, ala the S of Superman, a used toilet roll cut into the shape of eyeglass frame with colourful toffee wrappers as the lens. His current favourite book is the spyboy Jack Stalwart series written by Elizabeth Singer Hunt. We go to buy the book at the neighbourhood library and before we reach home he starts reading the book and then he is obsessed with finishing it another hour or so. He is not the sporty types but he enjoys running around the building with his pack of friends. He is mostly seen watching cartoons everywhere — on his tab, on the computer, our phones if he can crack the passwords, yes, he is reprimanded for his obsession with the toons, alas it stays.

Junior, on the other hand, is a boy always on the move, who cannot sit still for a moment. He is a man with a mission — to sometimes climb the dining table and throw everything on the floor, climb over chairs, open drawers, throw phones on the floor, upstage paintings on the wall — the list is endless.

Quite surprisingly he learnt to get down from the bed by crawling backwards as early as at 10 months. Soon afterwards he learnt to take a step unassisted and unsupported. By the time he was ten and a half months old he was walking. He is a boy with a distinct character and strong temper — he can howl his heart out if he does not get what he sets his eyes on, slap people straight on their faces, grab toys from other kids (especially from his cousin sister who simply adores him but is not ready to share her own toys). Cutely he manages to get away with all the mischief and tantrums being the baby of the house. Of course, he is a charmer too who unlike Cuddles loves chatting with people on the phone. Although he said his first two clear words mamma and pappa at 11 months, he is yet to expand his vocabulary. The baby talk of course is utterly adorable – he can actually communicate what he wants to say, give him his toothbrush and he points at the toothpaste and says — guga guagoo. The dinner is served and Junior runs to dad says babacuppa kigagooli, pointing at the food, urging him to eat.

I make several videos of the brothers because I can’t seem to get enough of them and want to wrap every memory in my lens.

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