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Here’s a story I made up which is a HUGE hit with Hrit and Naisha about how they were born. And then there’s a spin off.. a story by Naisha.

Once upon a time there were a mama and a papa. They felt very lonely because they didn’t have any babies… so they prayed everyday for one small little baby.
God heard their prayers and thought he must send them one. Now there was a long queue of babies waiting to be sent down to various papas and mamas. Right at the front of the queue was Hrit. So God said Hrit it’s your turn I’ll send you to this papa and mama. But what’s this? Right behind Hrit was another little girl and the two of them were holding onto each other’s hands tightly. Hrit said, “God this is Naisha. She’s my best friend. I won’t go without her.” And Naisha said, “I won’t stay here alone without Hrit. I won’t let him go alone.”

God said, “I can’t do that. I can send only one baby at a time because there are lots of papas and mamas waiting for children.”
“We won’t leave each other’s hands,” insisted Hrit and Naisha.
God didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to make Hrit and Naisha sad because He likes to make everyone happy.

Finally, he had a great idea. He said, “Because you love each other so much I’ll do something special for you. I’ll make both of you brother and sister and I’ll send you down together to the same mama and papa, as a very special case.”
When mama opened her eyes after her prayers there in her lap were, not one but two children, one sweet little boy, Hrit and a cute little girl, Naisha. Papa and mama gave them a big hug and they all lived together happily ever after.

This one is completely scripted by Naisha, quote unquote.

Once upon a time there were two children Hrit and Naisha. They were in a hospital.. Dr Vijaya Gauri’s hospital (that’s their pediatrician). They had a lot of friends in the hospital but they were very very sad because they had no mama and papa. They were crying and crying and crying. Then Doctor aunty came. She had a magic wand. She waved the magic wand and said abracadabra gili gili chhooo and suddenly mama and papa were there. Hrit Naisha gave them a big huggie and papa, mama, Hrit and Naisha lived together happily ever after.

N started going to dance class and she loves it, for a change. H is feeling terribly left out. He’d love to go too but the whole point of starting classes was to separate the two of them. I’d promised I’d put him in a skating class since he’s quite taken in with it. I’d of course assumed he’d forget about it.. but no luck. Everytime anyone asks N about her dance class he promptly adds, “I’ll be going to skating class.” Have to find it for him now… sigh!

Must add: BTW N’s not learning much at the class. Half the time she just stands and stares… but the important thing is she LIKES going… so I’m game.

What’s this obsession with the ‘bad’? The negative characters always seem to have more of a fascination for Hrit and even for Naisha, in every story that I tell them. If it’s the Krishna story Hrit wants to be Kalia the snake, if it’s the Ramayan he wants to be Ravan (and makes Naisha Shurpanakha), if it’s the Jungle Book he loves to be Sher Khan. The last straw was when he picked the sticker of ‘Scar’ from a host of stickers of Lion King characters. Crazy!
I’ve been trying to wean them away but it’s an uphill task. I guess the bad people come out as stronger than the good ones… I mean a big black snake making scary sounds is more fascinating than a kid playing a flute. The ‘nice’ characters somehow seem more passive. I assume it’s the promise of action that appeals to Hrit.
I was not really concerned till one day I heard Naisha telling Hrit, ‘Bhai chalo Raksas Raksas khelein’. That took the cake. Now I’ve forbidden them to play such games… Ram Sita is fine but Ravan-Shurpanakha… no way!

Since the family is now well aware of Naisha’s chaniya choli fixation everyone is gearing up to pamper her. First Suman got this bright and silky apple green fabric and suggested I keep it for Naisha’s chaniya choli. There was too much cloth so I thought we could get matching ones for Ishi and Naisha when we shifted to Pune. Naisha is so thrilled she’s asking me everyday when we’ll go to Pune.
Then Rinku called me up saying papa had got this jhanky red and gold cloth and that it’d be perfect for Naisha’s CC. I don’t think it would be a good idea to tell Naisha about this one. I don’t know how I’ll handle another set of questions like ‘when is masi coming here?’
Thank you both of you… bua and masi. I hope Naisha realises how lucky she is to have both of you in her life.