It's a chilly and windy morning. Children are attending their online classes thanks to the weather god and local administration. I too sat in my comfortable seat with a cup of hot tea and was scrolling down some old and gold album of the kids. It just took that one short video of my 'Gannu', (my younger grandson) to make me write this post.
It has been a few years since I last posted in my blog. I have been wanting to write but somehow I couldn't bring myself to do it. Thanks to my Gannu for giving me that much needed motivation or push to write again.
Back to the video:
It was covid time. All of us were under self-proclaimed house arrest and making videos and clicking photos of our little ones' activities. On one such evening, the conversation between Nanu and gannu goes like this ---
Nanu: What do you want to become when you grow up?
Gannu: I want to become a thanedaar.
Nanu: What will you do if you become a 'thanedaar'?
Gannu: I'll catch the bad people, stop them from wrong doings and of course regulate the traffic.
Now, 4 years later, thinking about it, the third point made me laugh because just yesterday, the traffic here was so bad that their usual 35 minutes drive from school took about an hour and a half to reach home and they missed half the time of their hobby classes. As the memory of that time popped into my head, I had to write about this today itself!
As each one of us experiences the growing traffic menace everyday, in today's progressive times, why the little one mentioned about the traffic at that time, I don't know.
So much forethought!!!!!
Wish we had more Thanedaars like mine!
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