Finally when we made up our mind thinking we are ready- she arrived – like any normal child would, she too made us dance to her tunes. She would get away with whatever she wanted and could make us feel helpless just by crying whenever she liked. More often, I would look for a break from her.. just to get away for few hours and she wouldn’t actually allow. Living in a different city than your parents would mean only occasional support from parents. And for rest of the time – the unplanned events, her vaccinations and her tantrums, her mood swings meant 360 degree schedule changes for we parents. From her initial struggles with alphabets, to basic mathematics and to making her learn different languages seemed bigger problems in life than Indian Economy or Wars on the boarder.
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