Nikhil Mohta is my Papa

This happened a few days ago. As usual, Mummy was trying to pull a fast one on me. However, not only did I catch her, but I also ensured that all clarifications were made to prevent such attempts in the future.

Mummy was trying to put me to sleep in the afternoon, post my lunch. Its usually Mummy who does that in the afternoons. However, on that particular day I was feeling like Papa should put me to sleep. And I told Mummy that. Here’s how the conversation went –

Keshav – “Mujhe Papa chahiye.. I want my Papa”

Mummy – “Mujhe bhi Papa chahiye.. Even I want Papa.”

Keshav, sensing some scope for confusion – “Mujhe Nikhil Mohta Papa chahiye.. I want Nikhil Mohta Papa.”

Mummy – “Mujhe bhi Nikhil Mohta Papa chahiye.. Even I want Nikhil Mohta Papa.”

At this point I realized that this was going too far and the record had to be put straight.

Keshav – “Nikhil Mohta Papa is my Papa.. aapke Papa Nanu Papa hain. Nanu Papa Nani ke ghar mein rehte hain.. Delhi mein.. OK??"

At this point Mummy realized that I wasn't going to let go of my Papa and hence kept quiet.

In the evening when my Papa came home, not only did I tell him what happened, I also clarified with him – “Aapke Papa Baba Papa hain.. Mummy ke Papa Nanu Papa hain.. aur mere Papa Nikhil Mohta Papa hain.”