… is a task difficult for Bhablets. If only because there is too much to see, do and explore to waste time over little things like manners and etiquette.
But the child does learn. One fine day he wanted a book from me and I said no, sternly, only to nearly drop the damn thing when he looked up at me beseechingly and said, “Babu, biota, peesh?” (Mum, the book, peesh?)
He refuses to say thanku except very, very rarely, but he nods his appreciation in a quick bob of his head or a shy grin that vanishes almost before we catch it.
And I’m thinking, we’ll make a man of him yet.