on nieces and nephews

My nephew is such a boy. Granted he’s of the males species but some of his actions are quite manly for someone so young. The other day I was going out with some friends. His sister (aged 7) came and asked me why I was looking so fancy. After informing her that I was going out, she asked to help me. She patted my hair down and declared I was ready to leave. My nephew (her 4-year-old brother) on the other hand wanted to know who I was going with and what kind of car he drives. I found that episode truly hilarious and hence my opening statement. My nephew is such a little boy. He loves ALL things cars. If you ever need to get him a gift, a car will go a long way. What I love about him is that no matter how many cars he gets, he will play with each and every one of them till they are in pieces and his mum has to throw them out. At his age, it’s very easy to tell when he appreciates something or when he despises something. His face tells all. I guess also because, at his age, the art of masking his feelings is not prominent or a necessity. I saw this same look on a friend’s face just the other day. It was that 4-year-old-opening-x-mas-gifts-and-finding-a-brand-new-shiny-toy type face.

In a world with so much adversity, where people to seem to be always complaining and losing sight of their goals, it felt good to witness such pure bliss. Unmasked. Untainted. That cheesy grin stretching from ear to ear.

Its been a while since I saw such joy and it was refreshing. On another note, I recently discovered the poem If by Rudyard Kipling. It’s an amazing poem. Follow this link to read it…

Enjoy your weekend 🙂

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