With Meera and M in Mumbai, I can only reminisce about Meera’s favorite anecdotes. Here she is exploring the Kumta train station enroute to Mumbai on the Konkan Railway. She thoroughly enjoyed the train ride.
Love is Sharing
Meera loves Parle G “bikit.” She does not bite it, but puts it in her mouth, along with half her hand, and chews it. I look at her dotingly, amazed at the simple things that bring her joy. Meera (overcome by love, i hope) wants to share her bikit with me. She pulls it out of her mouth, her hand dripping with drool and smilingly offers it to me. I demure; she insists by blinking her eyes, nodding and extending her hand further towards me. Unable to refuse, I grab her hand and act like if I am licking and enjoying the bikit. Meera is thrilled, gives a spasm of a giggle and puts the bikit back in her mouth. Overjoyed at this exchange, she again pulls out her dripping hand with the bikit and offers it to me. How can I refuse her offering of love?
Love is being Jealous:
Meera has a ritual of going to sleep. She’ll play on the bed for about 10 minutes and when she is ready to sleep, she’ll barrel her head into my side (or M’s), corkscrew around, wedging herself tightly to my side and go off to sleep. Here she slept by me during an afternoon nap. I turned off the phone and lay unmoving for an hour. M took the pic. Whenever she does this, my heart swells knowing this little bundle trusts me enough to need my presence while she sleeps.
But most nights, when M is on the other end of the bed, she wedges herself to M. I look longing and understand her deep bond to her amma. After she’s asleep, I gently slide Meera by my side. Then, I go off to sleep!
Meera loves Wrappers!
Forget about the toys I bring, Meera plays with the wrappers more. Here she finds a wrapper from something and announces this with gusto to the entire household.
Yes Meera, pappa will bring more toys (with their wrappers)!
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