Looks like it was all color coordinated with white T shirts and Black Jeans so that all the kids look similar and amazing. Thus ended the days of fun, frolic, mirth and merriment for Anirud. It was all play and no work or study….whatever said and done, he did enjoy his time at Sandra’s playschool with Sanjeev bhai who used to come and pick him with the lady who used to care for Anirud, Fathima. He would cry, if either one of them was not there…..such was the bonding really….it’s all about tender love, care and affection that one exudes with a genuine feeling that will attract the kids despite all that glitz and glamor one can fill the place…it will only be temporal….it takes deft handling to reach out to kids, to make them accept you and better still listen to whatever you got to say. It’s really a herculean task that’s more mental than physical. These preliminary years are extremely crucial in how the kids are shaped and molded….neither of us are sure of the actual outcome….at least we don’t have any complaints….as such….
Beautiful Life 