The prancing babies
Of late, I want a pet dog..hubby vetoes the idea..Mumbai houses are too small to treat a dog well, he says...and secondly, you wont look after it..u will leave the whole nurturing job to me..look at our potted plants.. he points out, they were ur idea in the beginning, and now im left holding the baby!.
yes, i have to agree, a potted varanda was my idea, but the keeping it alive had become his job.
il water them from today onwards. i promise.
i keep the promise. fifth day today..
now when i enter the room, and my sight accidently fall on them, a strange thing happens...the green leaves full with life, tender and youthful, are prancing in the wind, and doing light curtsies whenever they see me!.
they are happy to see me i decide.
needless to say, i certainly am!
Of late, I want a pet dog..hubby vetoes the idea..Mumbai houses are too small to treat a dog well, he says...and secondly, you wont look after it..u will leave the whole nurturing job to me..look at our potted plants.. he points out, they were ur idea in the beginning, and now im left holding the baby!.
yes, i have to agree, a potted varanda was my idea, but the keeping it alive had become his job.
il water them from today onwards. i promise.
i keep the promise. fifth day today..
now when i enter the room, and my sight accidently fall on them, a strange thing happens...the green leaves full with life, tender and youthful, are prancing in the wind, and doing light curtsies whenever they see me!.
they are happy to see me i decide.
needless to say, i certainly am!
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