Ok, for those of you who expected this to be a pornographic description, sorry to disappoint you, my maid's daughter is only 3 years old.
DAY 1: I was watching the replay of an old India-Australia match (Sachin at his cricketing best-I loved it) when my maid's daughter walked in. She is a 3 year old, generally sits along with her mom outside but had a stroke of malaria recently so her mom insisted that she sit inside. She came in, sat on the floor and started watching the match along with me. Enter: my nephew in his muscle tee and no chaddi avatar. Oh, by the way, he is just 18 months old. He needs to have a toy around him always else he goes insane(guess its a trait with all the kids). Now he has his helicopter in his hands, but now that he threw it on the floor so many times he himself makes the noise for it. Thanks to my nephew's excellent mimic of helicopter's sound and the designer of the toy, who made it extremely colorful, MD gets attracted to the toy. She being elder, taller, stronger (no, she does not drink complan) tries to take(or should i say snatch) the toy from my nephew. My nephew being the sharper, richer and the brat that he is, cries out at the peak of his voice(must admit he scared the hell out of me, i thought he got hurt!!!).
Enter: Elder sister, scared to death for her son. She reprimands MD, shows her the bunch of other toys lying beside the TV and gives back the helicopter to my nephew. Hmmm, I was impressed with my sister's intelligence, she handled the situation well, both the kids were happy and even I was happy, now that I could get back to my match. My sister tells me to take care of the kid and gets back to her work. Now there is a twist in the tale. MD was happy to have the heap of toys in lieu of the helicopter. She took a red color lamborghini from the heap and started playing with it. Nephew could not bear to see his toy in her hands. He slowly walks to her, takes the lamborghini as if MD did not exist there and walks back. MD does not resist why? Simple, she has a gunman to play with. She nonchalantly picks the gunman and starts playing. Nephew takes a U-turn, tries to take the gunman away as nonchalantly. He almost does it, but for a change, MD resists this time and to my horror complains to me "Bhaiyya dekho chinnu yeh bhi cheen raha hai" (Uncle, see chinnu is taking this also"). Hmmm, dicey situation, if i let my nephew take the toy then MD would cry and if i dont let him then he would cry which would bring my sister into picture and then..ahem...ahem.
What will the poor, kind-hearted Surya do now? Will he let MD keep the toy and keep the image of a kind hearted or give it to his nephew and let the poor MD cry? Will he shout at both of them and continue with his match? (hmmm..am I sounding like the anchor of one those reality shows?). Luckily, maid calls MD home and she leaves. Problem solved for day. I breathe easy.
DAY 2: MD returns. I guess she was more determined to be stubborn this time. When my nephew came into the room with his toy, she just ignored him, and started playing with one of the other toys. To my surprise, my nephew too ignored her. Hmmm, some signs of peace. While playing, MD got so comfortable that she started using the sofa. I really did not mind that. Enter: sister. She scolds MD and tell her to sit on the floor. MD, happy that she still has the toy, sat on the floor and continued playing. Again, after sometime oblivious to her surroundings, she comes onto the sofa. Guess who warns her this time, my nephew!!!! I felt he was wrong. He shouldn't have done that. I scolded him for that and asked MD to get down the sofa.
Now that's weird. I ask him not to do something and I myself did that. Hmmm, I convinced myself that I did so only because she was affected with malaria sometime back. But again it crossed me that I wouldn't sit on floor if I were affected with malaria. Then I thought she is very unclean. One look at her and you can see she is pretty clean. I felt, I did not set a good example to my nephew, so I cant correct him. And, somehow, most of us are like this, aren't we? Here was a small kid, who does not yet realise the society and its structure. She was enjoying herself. I could have told me nephew to play with her and share his toys. But, however much kind-hearted I consider myself to be, I scolded MD. I am sure I wouldn't have done the same thing if it was my neighbour's son in MD's place. Why was I discriminating? I am sure I wouldn't have done that to my neighbour's son. Even today, I do not have answer to this why? But still I still am the kind-hearted me....
