Last night, when Mummy was sleeping with me (she was sleeping with me as I was being totally cranky and weepy), she was trying to cover me with two-two blankets. In any case I don't like to wear even one blanket, so two was totally out of the question.
As I was protesting, she suddenly let out a secret from the past. Something which was only faintly embedded in my memory but her reference to it brought back images as clear as if it was yesterday.
When I was a small baby, I used to sleep in my cot. Mummy would cover me up with blankets. Not one or two blankets, but many blankets. So many blankets that they would form a huge pile and touch the ceiling fan. Sometimes, the blankets would form a pile so high that it would even break the ceiling.
Over a period I got so scared of blankets that I refused to cover myself with any blankets. Everytime I would cover myself with a blanket, I would have this image of something big and huge going all the way to the ceiling. That is the secret of my fear of blankets. I don't want to blame anybody, but all parents should realise what happens when they make excessive use of blankets against their children.
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mummy ko itni thand lagti hai.. to keshav kya kare.. use itni thand nahi lagti
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