Let’s Grow Mold Together!

Senior monkey(then-seven-year-old), after watching a horde of Disney movies, said one day, ā€œwhen you want to get married, you just have to kiss somebody on the lips.ā€Ā šŸ™„

The husband was momentarily taken aback, but to his credit, he recovered fast. Perhaps driven by the feeling that he would not let Disney corrupt his childrenā€™s minds. ā€œNo, itā€™s not like that,ā€ he elaborated. ā€œFirst, you find a friend you really like. Someone who is fun to be with. A plus if you find that friend pretty. Provided this buddy also finds you fun, and you both agree, you get married.ā€Ā šŸ˜ŽšŸ¤“

The junior monkey (then-three-year-old) was silent throughout this dialogue.

As I watched her face take up a crest-fallen and downcast expression, I became concerned. What was she thinking? šŸ¤ØĀ 

It didnā€™t take long for the mystery to clear.Ā šŸ˜‘

The words seemed to tumble out of her mouth of their own free will. ā€œā€”then, you chose Mumma!!ā€ she mumbled, looking straight into her fatherā€™s eyes. The sadness in her voice implied how her father could have done a lot better than the present company. Ā šŸ¤šŸ˜

If I may say, this was perhaps the only time her father had managed to disappoint her in her three long years of existence. šŸ˜…šŸ™ƒ

While I tried to un-hear what I had just heard, the husband couldnā€™t stop laughing.Ā šŸ„“šŸ„“

Did someone say something about ghar ki murgi and all that jazz?Ā 

Yeah, yeah, I hear you!Ā šŸ™„šŸ˜

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