The discussion began with a small project my colleague had to complete for her five years old son. It was a project given in his school. They had to collect pictures of the different modes of transportation currently being used: rail, road, and water. We discussed the different car brands available and also about the boats, ships, yachts, and hovercrafts.
The discussion headed in the direction of how cumbersome the projects were for those tiny souls. “Well, it’s homework for the parents rather than the children,” another colleague commented. Her child’s school too gave her child such assignments and she too engaged in such homework completion tasks.
“I feel so guilty that I cannot do full justice to his assignments. Well, some of his friend’s mothers who are housewives come with such brilliantly finished products. I just cannot match it,” another colleague shared her guilt.
“I remember completing drawings for my sister-in-law,” I added.
“How can they expect so small children to surf the net and get these images,” another colleague added.
“But the children today are so smart,” another colleague added. “Yeah, my six years old son knows more about my iPhone than I do,” a male colleague joined in.
The talk gradually drifted towards the sweet things each other’s children do. We reminisced the incident at the office gathering where one of our colleague’s son ended up answering “My Name is Sheela” when the anchor asked him his name. Nowadays, it’s “Deewana Kar Raha Hai” from Raaz3 that a colleague quickly added.
“My son comes home and names a different girl from his class as his best friend,” that colleague further shared.
“Oh! So we have a Casanova in the making,” I jokingly added.
“No, I am happy he does that. At least, I know that his sexual preferences are normal. After listening to the various news and stories in office, it is really scary,” she commented with a sigh of relief.
Just then somebody informed us that our CEO is entering the office. All of us scampered towards our respective desks.
