Nishu and Me
1) He pouted yesterday and asked why I need to go back to the UK. Then he told me straightaway not to go back. I felt immensely sad because I know that I have to. At least for the next 6 months.
2) He kissed my hand without me asking for it.
3) Everyday I try to make him take an afternoon nap by reading stories to him. I doze off while he stays awake. He lies there quietly in my arms without making a sound. And today when my mom came in while I was sleeping but he was awake, he silently gestured her to come into the room. He is not a quiet child by any means. And the care he takes not to wake me up simply amazes me.
4) Today his driver who picks him from the school along with my mother did not come for work so I picked him up instead. And in the evening, Nishu told his mom "I wish Deepak uncle does not come again tomorrow. Then maasi will come and pick me from school. We cannot do it the day after because maasi has to go to Adobe."
All these incidents and many more make me never want to go back to the UK. But some things have got to be done. Nothing has more potential of making you feel guilty about the choices you make in your life than the unselfish love of a child.