Growing up, saw my mum do this puja (mata pujan) every year. We would sit on a mat on the floor and mum would take our aarti. For some reason this really amused me to no end. And this year, I got to perform this ritual for Imp. A ritual performed by the mothers for the protection of their children. Neem leaves in the bath water had her totally confused. We have been having a discussion of giving her a Neem stick to brush her teeth with v/s a toothpaste. And she has heard and understood parts of the conversation. So when she saw the leaves, the immediate reaction was isse muh saaf nahi pleading with a defiant shake of the head. Once that was clear, everything else was a cake walk. She enjoyed the aarti too, couldn’t get enough of it. And me? a warm feeling in my heart 🙂
Few days back, bed time ritual, stories are done and I’m about to switch off the lights. She just turns around, puts an arm around my neck exclaiming “my friend” . Left me speechless, I’d died and gone to heaven!
We’d gone out for dinner last night, but had to get take away’s and eat at home. Needless to say, it was a much delayed dinner and Imp was sleepy to no end. Looking into my plate every few minutes. I’m almost done, looks at me and says finith? imp ko ninna aiye hai…room me jaana hai…Sitting next to me, patiently waiting for me to finish.
And last but not the least, nobody in the house to allowed to talk against her mum, me; she gets mighty upset and comes running to me to complain. And I am supposed to retaliate, which when I don’t she gets even more upset. Doesn’t mater that most of the time she is only being teased! Talking to her about it is just not working…