Soap dispenser and the fight of the newspapers

Dear Darsh, this week has been very entertaining.

On Wednesday, you broke another bottle. Did i tell you that you need a new bottle every months. It doesnt matter if its plastic, sturdy glass, thermos, aluminium, steel... you always break it.

I was so proud of yr father on monday. he had filled in the soap in the soap dispenser. So thoughtful of him to do sch things quietly without asking me where the big packet of liquid soap is kept, or without asking me when will i fill it. It was a bit too thin for my liking so i am asked him which soap was this but he said he didn't do it. We looked at you then. Did you fill water again in the soap dispenser? I asked you. yes it was getting empty again, you told me sweetly. I was so torn between giving  you a lecture and thanking you. So i settled with a wide stary smile. I think that scared you a little :)

Yesterday was the funniest. You wrote such a creative story about glassy frogs and what made them transparent! I never thought aloe vera gel could do the trick. I wish you have finished writing it in class though.

Today morning you told me a classmate got kids chronicle.So you told her that JI is bigger, better and more entertaining. You also told her that JI is written by your mom and when she asked u about ads, you told her that she can see JI ads within 5 years!!! And that's when you started convincing me about the ads. i mean yeah but i am still not earning any money dear. then you had a vision that you shared with me. how we should do merchandise products with JI and specially with your photo... but sadly you still dont want to carry a copy of the paper to school. I think you were a bit embarrassed and maybe think i wnat you to take orders for the paper. Actually i thought you would feel proud of your mom but anyways.

Last week i came late one day and you hugged me and cried. you missed me, you told me. i love spending time with you but its been 9 months since i met Sonal aunty so i had to go meet her.

tomo we are going for the 1st handwriting class. hope it works out for you baby.    

back after a long break...

Dear Darsh,

i became an entrepreneur again last year. Dont know if that got covered in the last letter i sent to you last year but anyways that's the only and only reason behind it. that and the fact that last yr you read some of these letters and got bored and ran away!

so anyways, i started a newspaper for children with Sonal aunty. it was a blog first and it was so good that people wanted to read it so we went into the publishing business. the two of us have been doing everything - writing, editing, marketing, packing, dispatching and collecting the monies so ya life has been hectic but yr bari mosi told me to start blogging again and i love instagram but you need a writing pad with endless limit on words sometimes and so here we are. now enough about me.

last thursday (i.e. on 25th July) you said the 3 golden words that i had given up on. not i love you. i know you do. it was "i am starving" and followed by "what's for dinner?" trust me i was teary eyed at i am starving and the somehow controlled it but when you asked me what's for dinner, i think i did shed a tera or two. i man not being melodramatic. this is how all Indian moms are. dads dont bother so much but lets not go there today. 

the other day i showed you this email id i created for you. i thought maybe you could write letters to you family in usa and miss them less but you didnt want to use an email id created by me. so its back to its stagnant stuff - catching dust and random clicks of your childhood until you decide to use it one day. btw its 24darsh@gmail.com

we went to usa this year for summer vacation because you wanted to meet all your brothers and sisters there. we had a blast. so much so that you didnt want to come back. you wanted to go back even after a month of coming back.

you have finally become a little independent. remember the first time i asked you to beome independent and you told me - "no, i want to be a mexican!"