He looks like me !!
"Will the white sweater look good or the black one ?"
"God, there are too many mosquitoes here "
" He might be hungry. It's 2 hours since he last ate"
She was full of concern. Her husband just smiled at her and the baby sleeping peacefully on his shoulder.
"I should get him some good toys to play with. He will soon get bored with all these toys" - she said.
"Maybe some video games or a computer when he gets a bit older" - he suggested.
"We should get him a cycle. We would also enroll him in a swimming class. How about tennis or cricket?", she wondered.
"Naah.. We must get him started on books early. We will start him off with Tinkle, Amar Chitra Katha and slowly pass on to him my entire collection.." - his eyes glittered when he looked at his book shelf.
"What about the diet? Strictly vegetarian or some eggs" - she asked.
"Hmm.. Let him start on rice and idlis. Hopefully he doesn't start eating chicken like me !!" - he chuckled.
"He has a faint resemblance to me. Look at his eyes .." - she pointed out.
"Naah. A stronger resemblance to me. The nose somehow reminds me of my family" - he retorted back.
The doorbell rang.
It was the matron from the orphanage. She had come to check whether the baby was happy in it's new found home...
"God, there are too many mosquitoes here "
" He might be hungry. It's 2 hours since he last ate"
She was full of concern. Her husband just smiled at her and the baby sleeping peacefully on his shoulder.
"I should get him some good toys to play with. He will soon get bored with all these toys" - she said.
"Maybe some video games or a computer when he gets a bit older" - he suggested.
"We should get him a cycle. We would also enroll him in a swimming class. How about tennis or cricket?", she wondered.
"Naah.. We must get him started on books early. We will start him off with Tinkle, Amar Chitra Katha and slowly pass on to him my entire collection.." - his eyes glittered when he looked at his book shelf.
"What about the diet? Strictly vegetarian or some eggs" - she asked.
"Hmm.. Let him start on rice and idlis. Hopefully he doesn't start eating chicken like me !!" - he chuckled.
"He has a faint resemblance to me. Look at his eyes .." - she pointed out.
"Naah. A stronger resemblance to me. The nose somehow reminds me of my family" - he retorted back.
The doorbell rang.
It was the matron from the orphanage. She had come to check whether the baby was happy in it's new found home...
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10:34 AMGood one, I did not expect that ending, well written
5:49 AM
Definitely Mature :)
Nice one.
2:51 AM
Nice..
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