Vedantika and her Silly'ed Papa
Vedantika is growing fast, and seriously we cannot keep pace with her growing. Specially, a dumb like me. That day, when I called her after reaching home – her first question was polite but firm. “Are you at home, papa? Can I video call you?” It took some good moments to precipitate her query into my crampy brain cells. She was of three years old, and she was seeking my permission for video call. It’s so odd that it’s kind of abusive to my understanding of my society and upbringing, where nobody cares for a permission. My avoidable defensive instinct instantly turned cautious - what was happening? Is she growing into something peculiar – something different? Other day, she told me that she missed me. She was with her favorite doll – a small stuffed animal DIY’ed by her mother from an old sock. We role-played a little through grainy video screen – I became the doctor and she was the worried caring mother for her little baby. I retorted that I missed her so much, and