Friday, December 25, 2009

O Lord ! Save me !! I am addicted

I never knew that I would ever get addicted to aparticular thing. Dont you worry with crossed foreheads; I am not at all talking marijuana or anything narcotic; anyways I would'nt have disclosed such things in the public domain otherwise.

The latest addiction in my life is my kid Sambhav. The day starts with a togetherness of an hour; both glossing through 3 newspapers. Sometimes it is preceeded by a small walk across the milieu of the house or a spray of water on the newly planted flower trees/bushes. Needless to say an early morning post getting childish blabbering relaxes me for any sort of mental pressure / agony for the day. There we share lot many sounds between both of us. He is at his highest excitement level. Possibly because he understands that this fella will be off for a long day; I dont know whether that is the reason or the reason that he has his breakfast in the wee hours of the morning makes him so. Whatever the reason may be; it would be known to him but I will always beleive that he misses me and thats why he shows up by expressing his excitement.

Throughout the day I just take his updates. His mom would always mention his pranks in meticulous details; touchwood I would have loved to be with him while he snapped the set-top box / pulled the referigerator cord / pulled and turned around the dining chair / attempted breaking my favourite case but alas...kambhakt job.

Offlate I have observed that the addiction has started creeping me a bit too far. I leave no minute outside office and in between. I have purposely missed calling upon some of my friends who have come from outside to visit their home town. I politely ask them to drop at my place. That does not mean that I keep him cuddled up at home; I do visit places but only with him (ofcourse I have to give company to his mom in the process). My socialising quotient if I can call it has reduced to almost zero. People familiar to me can vouche that I was never that type earlier.

I seldom miss any oppurtunity nowadays to be without him.

Am I doing anything wrong ??

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banker for the belly, has a penchant for knowing something new, jumps into many things from neutrons-netas-nazis-nature, chronicler of anything historical, avid reader, occasional writer, connoisseur of food, amateur photographer, fb addict, blogger, stoic and philosopher at heart...