Chasing my Son
PS : (Pre Script here) : Before I begin I want to point out that this note, is most similar to the description of this blog. Last Sunday we had our Diwali family gathering and after lunch at my beloved sister’s place we decided to take the kids to the beach in the evening. Just as we reached there, my son wanted to pee, and so I took him while others were settling in the barely found clearing in the overly crammed full beach. After finishing his job, this mischievous boy ran in the opposite direction, and would not stop despite my warnings. (I was remembering my wife for 2 reasons, one because she could handle him expertly, and two because if she heard this story I won’t hear the end of the lecture she would start.) So I started chasing him, I had to brisk walk, which made me realize he has started running faster. On his way he was looking at the sand-work of others and would halt for collecting sticks and bottle caps. When his hands got full he would leave behind one and