Papa – The story teller – Part I

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I knew that was a mistake.

Usually, when i feed him cerelac, I dance to make him look up, and not cry, sing, give him his favorite duck to murder, and worst case, put on rhymes on laptop. This particular day,  Kiddo was very cranky, and i had no internet access, and my husband was at home. I casually asked him to entertain the kid while i feed him cerelac. So this is how it went. Mind you, kiddo actually ate!

Arey mera pyaara baby. My baby is not afraid of anything in the world. My baby is the sweetest baby, haina gappuuuu!! <and more mushy mushy dialouges> . Then it started.

You know baby, before you were born, there were ghosts in the world, Now, there are none, why, because you ate every ghost that came near you. You did not even see what it was, all you did was aaaa. And you gobbled it up. When you ate your fill, and more ghosts came near you, you did kakki (puked). Thats why some of the ghosts are white, you know. 

Then there were daayans. and when they came near you, u drowned them all in your jollu (saliva). So the left ones never came back. And then the witches. When the witches came near you to eat you off, you were sleeping. And then you screeched so loudly, they got scared, and ran away. And never came back.

Then came the vampires. But you baby, are very clever. You like lying down on your tummy. So when vampires had come, all you did was a firework display. *poot poot poot*. The vampires got shit scared, and they ran from the spot. 

My baby is so brave. Thats why you need to eat. Else, how will all these people be scared of you!!

Thats it. Kiddo ate. Ate while staring in awe at his dad, who, with so much concentration was narrating the story. Both of them had no idea what happened, how it happened. It just worked. 

But somehow, i still think it was a mistake calling his dad to story tell! lets see what kiddo decides after reading this 😉

 

Coming up – Papa – The poet!