Art of Story Telling
One lazy Sunday afternoon, out of the blue, I found Tiger (now a little over six years old), writing in his book even after his study time was over. When I asked him what he was upto, he answered that he was writing a story! This is how it went…
One day Motu found some ladoos in the fridge.
Mama I want ladoos said Motu.
Not now. First have lunch said his mother.
How cool is that?!
Off late, it seemed like Pumpkin (now a little over ten) was growing faster than ever, and looking taller too. So I decided to talk to her about it. Here's what happened next.
Papa: Pumpkin, you're growing too fast. Why don't you slow down a bit?
Pumpkin: What do you mean, papa?
Papa: I mean that you should slow down a little and not grow up so fast.
Pumpkin: No, papa. I will not slow down. I will grow as fast as my birthdays come each year.
Now, you know!