Kids on the move.

It was a usual Sunday morning and I had expected that it will be a normal, slow paced day with nothing much to do other than sleep and eat while watching some movie.
A phone call can be disastrous at times, the cell-phone operators have given the caller identification facility, they should also innovate a purpose identification thing. If you find the purpose of the person worth attending the call, you have an option else just let go off. This will take time but till then adjusting to the existing luxuries is the only option.
Not to deviate from the topic, a call from my cousins home, after the usual namaste and hello and kaise hain, came the invitation. They had planned to go out somewhere, not decided and wanted me to join. Unable to decide, I thought nothing much to loose other than the sleep, (precious sleep later I realized).So, I joined them.
First thing or the first shock the two little girls “ bhanji and bhatiji” were coming along. No issues, till the point I came to know we were to go to the dolls museum. Now that’s a place where only moms with kids, very small kids, and few stranded chacha’s and mama’s like me come. They make a tremendous effort to sound normal, while explaining the kind of dolls there, most of us ourselves don’t know, even greater is the problem of answering the kids questions not of much relevance like “zambia ke log kale kyon hote hain??” or surrendering to their non stop whims like “ mujhe yeh badi waali sundar doll chahiye, chahiye chahiye..abhi aur abhi?” Accompanied by a constant banging on the glass enclosure. The only way out, you hide yourself with expressions like, whose kids are these, why cant people just keep their kids in control and also with them.
Finally the exit from the dolls museum its around 1300 hrs peak time of heat . Now the next destination is even more terrifying, they want to go to the ZOO. I cursed
1) firstly the govt. for having made one
2) secondly if they had to make it, why the hell did they have to bring in animals there. They were happy in their natural surroundings.
3) Even greater the channels like discovery, nat geo and animal planet that show animals which provocate the children to make such , such stupid demands.
It took about an hour to convince them that the animals will not come out in the sun, it was too hot. The only animal you could see was me “right here right now” the animals also had the option but not me.
Finally the mandate settled down at science center. I had a kind of a mixed reaction. I never had been there, I completed my BE yet never thought I had to go there to see something amazing but the inquisitiveness was always there. The kids gave me that chance. I liked the place and each person should take his kid there when he is in 9th or 10th . I enjoyed being there, the magical tap, gyro suitcase, human biology section , the information revolution etc. Happy we came out, and now hungry .
Went to sweets center tummies filled and now felt like sleeping (food has a total opposite reaction on kids, it gives them an energy boost, an impulse) , the kids wanted to go to the children’s park. A horrible place, dirty , and not worth going but you have to succumb to their wishes. Finally, we went there, had to fight other peoples kids to quickly let our kids enjoy each “jhoola” and move out quickly, for this I know “doosron ke bache aur unke maan baap mujhe gaali denge” Cant do much. So, finally they slept on the way home.
After this exercise (ya it’s an exercise) I came out with a conclusion,

“bache ache hote hain jab tak doosre ke hoon aur unke hi paas hain”