Night falls and it is dinner time in the small town of Nana-G’pa.
And as usual the Bean is leading the fossils a merry dance.
Finally G’pa bribes her – Finish your dinner and you will get a chocolate.
And then he puts aside two for her and two for the Brat.
They have their dinner and the Brat turns his chocolates down – I don’t want chocolates, my teeth will get spoilt. Chamathu child, this! (- Are you proud of me, Deej?)
So G’pa puts the two chocs aside for himself (he does have a sweet tooth!)
The Bean on the other hand, is my daughter and patience is not a virtue she holds dear. She literally inhales her chocs and then climbs on to G’pa’s chest, eyeing the two chockies put aside … “Now look, G’pa. There’ll be no fighting. Let’s share our chocolates nicely. No saying mine, mine, yours, yours…”
Save your sympathy. That man deserves to be harassed by his grand daughter, for all the chocolates he whacked off me, in my childhood. My daughter, my blood shall avenge me. Jiyo mere Karan-Arjun.