Old And New
Old And New A tharva danced around the house and suddenly dashed for the garden out of nowhere. I jumped from my place and just about managed to put my arms around his waist to prevent a 2-foot jump that he was going to attempt, something Herculean for a boy of age 4. Something fell from his hands and when I jumped down to get it, notorious 3-year-old Virat asked if he could do it as well. "Virat, no!" his mother had to shout before he would have tried that and probably would have incurred an injury he would have shown to every friend with pride in his Bangalore day-care centre. Just then, my sister, The Menace, emerged from the background carrying Virat's not-even-an-year-old sis, Sarah, in her hands trying to balance her in every way po