Everything cannot make sense..!

8 AM on a Sunday morning. My little kid was crying aloud - and rather very aloud this time. Probably he was very hungry. I had not fed him for almost quite a time. Half the time I don't hear him when he cries out aloud. The more vocal his cry,  the lesser seems the chance of me taking care of him. But when his vocal levels start coming down to a shrill, I sense it immediately and take some appropriate action.

I travel wildly. My child doesn't complain. He just accompanies me, often silently. But what I keep forgetting most of the time is his feeding bottle. His feeding bottle is like a bottomless chasm, I must say..!  Never I know what amount of food satiates his hunger and how long he eats.. what I do know is this - when he is eating, I don't disturb him. He will start crying and cribbing if someone disturbs him while he eats. But as a principle, I don't try to join them and disturb him more... I just allow him to eat and rest and then catch-up with anyone who was trying to disturb him much later. He has a clear and distinct memory of who disturbs him... giving me the complete list to take action on :-)

My kid is often ridiculed as a "one-eyed jack". I don't care. I know the many things he does with his one eye has helped all the "two-eyed geniuses" share some good time and reminiscence on many a things vividly. And I never miss an opportunity as a proud parent to flaunt his capabilities as a "one eyed jack" amidst these "two eyed geniuses".

My kid is a little heavier for his size. But what the heck - I am heavy myself for my stature. He is as much exposed to the wild outside world as he is protected by the comfort of my clothing - resulting in his rather red face and cheeks.

Naughty kid that he is, he would many a times slip out of my control and fall down - often injuring himself with minor scratches. I guess he has it all over his back. But luckily, they have never hurt him much. It was only once when he had my heart skip a beat - when his heart almost stopped ticking and I was thinking he is almost dead. I had to quickly do the emergency operation myself - turned him on his back and pressed him a little on the same side of his heart. He was back ticking and I heaved a sigh of relief..!

It might not be a long time before my kid might leave me to find his own ways, however caring a parent I am And I realize it. And in those times, I am sure, I can still look at what this one-eyed jack did and remember the good times.