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Thank you for being an awesome teacher Son

Don’t you think raising these tiny souls is no less than working for NASA? I always get such vibes when I see my son stepping on the milestones of his life. It is a feeling of proud mixed with sentimental reflex. “Khushi Ke anshu..” you see. Recently a few things happened at our end that made me so glad and eminent. Let me share with you those incidents.

One fine day I forgot to put the lunch box in my office bag. It was “Kadhi-Chawal” that day so I was happy that lunch would be a nice treat. Unfortunately, I missed to carry it with me. When I opened my bag during lunch hours, with dreams of having Kadhi-Chawal, I realized, I forgot to take it from the kitchen. I cursed myself for my forgetfulness. Back home, we enjoyed Kadhi-Chawal in dinner as Kadhi-Chawal is my son’s favorite as well. When I was tucking him in the bed, like every day, he demanded a new story. So, I made a whole new story around what happened with me (as I forgot the lunchbox) that day. My boy was with me throughout the narration, absolutely attentive and awake. As I finished my story saying “Mumma fir Kadhi-Chawal nhi khaa pai..” he kissed me and said “Koi baat nhi..Mai kal se aapko yaad dila dunga morning me Kadhi-Chawal le jane ke liye..fir aap roj lunch le jaoge..” I was not expecting such response from him. For a 3-year-old, saying this is a big thing, I feel. Undoubtedly, he loves me and cares for me. And on top of that, he is trying to make sure I never ever forget my Kadhi-Chawal again. Like somebody who is elder to me, my tot behaved so warmhearted then.

The other day, when we both, mother and son were having our breakfast in the office cafeteria, one of my office mates came and said “Hi..” to my son. Usually, when he encounters someone known in the office, he gives him a nice and big smile. However, for unknowns, that’s his cue to grab my leg and duck behind me. He did the same thing. I felt little embarrassed. I have been trying to teach him the importance of acknowledging the existence of others. And this means saying “Good Morning”, “Good evening” or at least “Hi..” when we see someone. But that day my son was shy. Surprisingly, the same day he greeted someone else so well. When I was heading to drop him in his crèche, he said “Good Morning” to the security guard who was standing near to the gate. Even without I asking him to do so. When I turned my face towards guard bhaiya, I saw his face full of expression. He was touched by my son’s gesture. No one does that! No one cares that he is so up to mark in giving his duty. But not sure when my son noticed that he is also a human who needs some importance too. His “Good Morning” was little something that gave guard bhaiya a reason to feel happy. Again I found my boy teaching me about humanity that day. Out of many people who greet him, my boy chose the one whom no one gives attention.


Both the times, I got lessons for myself. People often say a little child shall lead them. In my case, he is and in the process, I am revising my specimens about life. When he says “Hi” to the plants, when he tries to help other kids (of his crèche) finding their shoes and when he claps while bus driver starts the bus, I get assurance about the upbringing that I am giving to him. I don’t want to only raise him, I am trying to make him a HUMAN. I am happy that I can see the progress!

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  1. Very nice vibhu....it is really appreciating...one day viaan also did the same thing in evening when he met with his teacher after saying bye to her n said good night also, me n anurag were surprisingly seeing him.

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    1. Sach me bachche surprise kar dete hai hme.. Felt good that you read the blog Shruti :)

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  2. These tiny-beings have so much to teach us in some or the other way and when they show such unexpected gestures, it really is heart-warming and touching. My daughter does the similar things and makes me feel great!

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    1. I guess these tiny things give us the much needed assurance that we are doing the best nurturing of our kids. Thank you for reading the blog Neha :)

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  3. what a coincidence dear,I had kadi chawal for lunch today.Your kid is so sweet.It really good to see our kids care for us.These little things makes life worth living.Isnt it?

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    1. I also love Kadi Chawal.. Yes Vaidehi this is such a proud feeling :)

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  4. So cute on your son's part. It indeed makes a mom feel special when kids reciprocate their love and care.

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    1. Thank you for reading the blog Charu.. This is the return of motherhood, isn't?

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  5. This is such a wonderful read. Apna Vibhu really has a heart of gold. <3

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  6. Very sweet post and I enjoyed reading it. Vibhu is such a sweet little boy and agree with you that our kids teach us many things.

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    1. Thank you Deepa, yes Vibhu makes me learn so many things about life everyday.

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