Thursday, March 24, 2011

Perspective

I really should do a series called 'gyaan for grown-ups' by baby Aish. Sample this.

Me (on phone to sis) - What's Aish up to? Getting ready for school?

Sis - Actually she has a fever, so she won't go today. Aish, you want to talk to Mausi?

Aish (feeble voice) - Mausiii...

Me - Yes, Aishu... What happened to you?

Aish - I have a fever...

Me - Poor baby... it will get better soon. How did you get it?

Aish - I got it from my friend. And I can't go to school now.

Me - Oh dear. You must not like it at all, isn't it?

Aish - No, I still like the friend. I just don't like the fever.





9 comments:

Arun said...

Aurum!

prathi said...

Argentum!!
@ arun: couldn't resist this!

Geomon said...

awww! Love children :)))

How do we know said...

the guy who said the child is the father of the man knew exactly what he was talking abt. :-)

Aarti said...

Aww damn sweet!!

Meenakshy said...

cute :)
wo dohe kab likhegi?

Raam Pyari said...

how sweet :) and profound!

Sayesha said...

#Arun,
Hehehe... getting bored of the usual gold, are we? :)

#prathi,
:D

#Geomon,
:)

#How do we know,
Hahaha, true! :D

#Aarti,
:)

#Meenakshy,
Hahahaha! Soon I think. ;)

#Raam Pyari,
My thoughts exactly. :)

Sudeep said...

:)