First of all thank you Shibi for creating this blogspot for me.
Now let me ramble a bit..
This happened some time ago when my first born was less than a year and a half. I was not employed and had all the time in the world to enjoy her growing up. She could identify what most of the illustrated books for the young contained by then! She could point at the ceiling fan and cry out 'SHAAN',point at the passing bicycle and greet it with a smiling 'THAITHL' and I was thrilled that my imparting was making her the admired little one in the family.
My balloon was pricked one day..
I think it was September'82. My daughter and I were getting ready to go for our little walk when she suddenly rushed into the house and was excitedly telling me 'pouring water from plane'( plane lendu tanni podara) and dancing! I followed her outside and lo and behold I see raindrops falling!!
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