The "why-s" of life.

The "why" has started .....
Mama, WHY?
Never in my life was I so scared about the WHY thing.
The main reason is that the answer to most of the WHYS could be found.....somewhere...

For eg: WHY did Muhammad bin Tughlaq change his state capital from Delh to Daulatabad?
The question , though sounds difficult has the answer on page 187 of my history text book. See?

But the WHYS that I have to face now sometimes have no answer......

After spending 4 long weeks in India, A-junior is absolutely horrified by the fact that here at home his freedom level is soooooooo less compared to that in India. For a four-year-old, this transition from a world where whatever he did was all glory to the world where his mother is in full control can be so shocking!!

Anyway, last Sunday (he was still suffering from the why-do-I-have-to-do-stuff-and-not-be-free-as-in-India syndrome), he was getting ready for his swimming classes.

A-junior: Mama , WHY do I have to go for swimming?
mama (nice smile, soft tone): You see, swimming will make you strong..will give you lots of energy.....(bla..bla..bla)
A-junior: WHY do I need to learn to swim? [the WHY stays]
Mama (less smile, tone one pitch higher): You have to grow up, be a big man etc etc..
A-junior: But mama, I am growing up ANYWAY!!

For a few seconds I just did not have an answer.......................