My lil buddy…

I enjoy playing with my sister’s three-year-old nephew. The other day he came and settled on my lap and started talking to me. We like each other. He asks a lot of questions. Sometimes I can answer and sometimes I end up telling him something imaginary. If I say I don’t know, he again asks why, so that’s not an option that he entertains. And I just cannot pretend I did not hear him. That day he was supposed to drink his horlicks kept on the table, when I got back from office. He asked me why should he drink horlicks. I showed him my hand and asked why his hand is not as big as mine. He took a good look at our hands and asked “Why?”. I had bought enough time to think through with my answer. I told him that was because I drank horlicks everyday and had my mumum(food in his language), and slept well – these I have heard are his tantrum areas! His next question was if he did all this would he be as tall as the ceiling fan. I said “Of course”. He asked me why I am not that tall, I said I was working on it! He sipped his horlicks and looks at his small hands to see if they had grown. I told him he can only notice changes after having the whole glass of horlicks. The trusting kid drank it all and asked me if his hands had become bigger. I showed him a small change using my index and thumb and said that there was some increase but it was small. He seemed happy that his hands and feet had become bigger, however small the change was. He showed everyone at home his new and bigger limbs. No one had a clue what he was talking about, but he clapped with joy! That was weeks ago, but even now whenever I am around and he is having something he asks me if he has grown bigger. I am just happy that I did not make up the whole thing, because the kid seems to trust me so much and he would probably not like to be taken for a ride. He is going to join school soon and I may not see him that often! Am gonna miss you buddy!