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Guilty!

Election fever ain't over yet 'cos all you hear on the news is allegations of corruption, communal tension, money laundering, bla bla...So much for "Hear no Evil. Speak No evil. See No Evil." in which ever order you like. Since the only TV I get to watch now is the news other than Chotta Bheem, I realised I should be showing my child more positive things. I'd rather not introduce these horrible ideas of theft, corruption etc to the young mind. Right??
Wrong. To my utter dismay, I realised I already had!
Yep. You have to believe me. All parents are guilty.  OK let's take it one by one.

1. Well, Dear mothers, when was the last time you said, "Drink your milk, I'll take you to the park." OR "If you have a quick shower, I'll give you a star." OR when you are at your highest point of desperation "Please let me work for 10 minutes, I'll buy you KinderJOy."

When was the last time the traffic cop asked for 200 bucks instead of paying a 500 rupee fine at court? Remember when you went to collect your degree certificate and the grouchy woman made you come back 10 times before you realised what she wanted?BRIBERY: check.

2. Mommies...remember this?

Baby: I want to go play.
Mommy: Finish your apple. Then we can go.
Baby: Done. Can we go?
Mommy: Put your blocks away. Only then can we go.
Baby: Ok Fine (still hopeful). Done. Can we go?
Mommy: You have to change your shirt and shorts.
Baby: (Irritation setting in) Done. Can we go?
Mommy: Where's my bag. Please wear your socks. Comb your hair. Look, I'm tripping over your cycle. Please put it in your room. Take your ball. No, not this one- this is your 'playing-INSIDE house-ball'; where's the 'playing-OUTSIDE-ball.'
Baby: (Grudgingly finishes everything you ask for: Playtime is worth it!)

How many of your friends have wanted to pull their hair out trying to start up a business? How many have been taking 3 days every week to go register an association?RED TAPISM: check.

3. And this?
Stop screaming. If you don't keep quiet now, NO Chota Bheem from tomorrow. BLACKMAIL: check

4. Heard of companies putting money from here to there and it disappearing?

I have noticed that in the last few days, my stash of candies has gone down drastically. And then last evening I say Daddy J and Baby playing "Bouncing candy"- OK, more clearly: Candies apparently bounce when they come out of the packet. So they bounce into Daddy J's pocket, then bounce briefly into my bag, baby's bag and then into Baby's mouth! Swaahaaaa!!!!
Embezzlement? :))

Let's just hope it goes no further!
For now, Modi aa? Daddy aa? baby aa?

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