Humid , clammy evening...disgusting traffic...Jadavpur 8B bus-stand...you are in a fix which to choose, an over crowded bus for home or to stand in a loooong auto line where there is no chance of getting an auto before half an hour atleast...you choose the over crowded bus ....ofcourse, there is no seat, its tough to keep your balance when you have a big bag , phone and a child along with you and the driver decides to push on the brake paddle whenever he wants...but the child with you is growing up fast , he decides to stand keeping a distance so as to he can play the adult,grown up man....and then there is an empty seat,you ask him to go and sit,he promptly replies, "Tumi bosho,ami danrate chai." ...you decide to let him feel 'grown-up'...after sitting, from a distance you see the proud expression on his face , the expression which tells now I am grown up, I can manage....you smile and instantly remember feeling this same feeling many many years ago when you were his age and ever got a chance to do something independently...how children make you live your childhood once more...how they make you feel the same feeling once over again !! :)
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