I hadn’t planned on writing another one on A Jr so soon, but then sometimes some things happen that bring a broad smile on my face and I get this irresistible urge to pen them down asap and lock them in memory forever! Like this incident that happened yesterday.

I and A Jr were coming back home in an auto during peak traffic hours in the evening. I was getting anxious as reaching home late would disrupt my whole plan for the evening. Since A has a holiday today he was expecting me to treat him with some hatke home-made food (essentially with some mango in which ever form) which evidently needed some preparation, and watching Kahaani on dvd was certainly on cards. The endless red lights were slowing us down and increasing my impatience further.

Untouched and unfazed by any of these worries A Jr was his usual self, in full form, asking infinite questions, talking non-stop, and even advising the auto-driver on how he needs to regulate the speed of the auto. He was proudly wearing his Chhota Bheem t-shirt from his wide collection of character-tees.

It was when our auto halted at yet another red light that it happened. On our left was a lady on a scooter, carrying three girls (yes!), two in the back who looked like school girls and one in front who was around A Jr’s age. On our right was another auto that had one elder girl who looked like she must be in college, and again three young girls of A Jr’s age. (I’m sure when he grows up A Jr would love to be in such a position again! :P)

Now, a young girl from the auto in the right looked at A Jr and exclaimed very loudly, “ See, he’s wearing a Chhota Bheem t-shirt!”. What followed was hilarious, three pairs of eyes from the auto, and four pairs of eyes from the scooter on the left turned in our direction, all at once! Slightly taken aback by this sudden showering of attention on him by the opposite sex, A Jr looked at me shyly and said, “Why are those girls looking at me like this?”. The girls still won’t stop looking at him, so he blushed and blushed, like a beetroot. 😀 😀

This whole thing continued for some more time. The lady on the scooter, me and the elder girl from the auto, looked at each other and burst out laughing, once again all at once! What more, even the auto-driver joined us. I guess I should’ve felt guilty for having a hearty laugh at A Jr’s expense, but I just couldn’t help it. The boy regained his composure miraculously fast and retorted rather sweetly, “That girl doesn’t have my Chhota Bheem t-shirt, that’s why she was looking at me.” I’m sure he held on to it very tightly after that for fear of someone trying to take it away from him. 🙂

Needless to say, I forgot everything I was thinking about before that. No recipe came to my mind, I didn’t worry about how late we got or who was supposed to get the dvd. My boy had given me yet another reason to smile, making me wonder about just how much capable he is of doing that!! 🙂 🙂

P.S : I did prepare a mouth-watering dish for A. It was a desert created on a hunch but it turned out wonderfully! My FB friends have seen it already, and the ones who haven’t, here’s a glimpse of it. Enjoy! 🙂

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