(Wrote this a while ago and I thought I published it here…apparently not! )
A rainy day. Two little kids, forced to stay indoors. Not a good thing. So we struck a deal – sit on the doorstep, watch the downpour but not a step out, even for a little bit.
So that’s what they did, the cousins. The 3 year old explaining the garden, the rain and the birds to the 2 year old. And the latter diligently repeating the main words, to summarise. Just then there was a loud burst of crackers and the younger one’s body gave a little frightened jerk. And his cousin quietly put his hand on the other’s shoulder, patted him and said it’s ok, nothing to be scared of..just some ‘pattaas’.
I have 13 first cousins. My son and my nephew just have each other.
I hope they grow up to be best friends. With each other, through thick and thin. Not just mere cousins. Be brothers. And more.