Me: Say Amma… Ammm..mmmaa.. say say?
Baby D: (after fixing his eyes into the deepest corners of my inner mouth, utters) Aah..nga! Anghaa!!
Me: Almost there. Say Amma..
Baby D: (with a giggling face) Anghaaaa!!
Me: No, honey. Amma!!! Say Amma!!!! I raise my voice.
Baby D frantically moves a bit away from me and utters Anghaa again out of compulsion.
Having witnessed a disapproving look on my face, he repeats his word Anghaaa, this time with a ray of hope to receive an applause from me.
Me: You are one year old. You gotta say Amma now. I’m sure every old year old would have said Amma by this time. You say Thaatha, Vaava but not Amma. Why? Amma. Amma. Please say, Amma. I tell (yell) again.
Baby D: (with a graceful look on his face squeals..) Anghaaa… Anghaaaa!!
Me: *gives a bone-touching hug*
Never mind, kid. Just be you.
If Bae, Bruh and Duh has sought the fame,
Your Anghaa will find its way too!
It’s just 12:00 PM in India and kid has already taught me a life lesson for today.