Letters To Koko

 Hey Koko, I’ll keep this one real short, but it was too hilarious not to share. This one is from one of our rides through the city when you exclaim, some of these name plates are white and some are yellow. You mean number plates. I promptly go on to explain the rationale to you and your curiosity is thwarted. Of course you point out ‘that’s someone’s car’ & ‘that’s a taxi’ all across the Lake Gardens flyover. When you get carried away like that I generally try to talk about something else, but I can’t help but admire your eye for detail. I am appreciative, but you go on, ‘it’s not I for detail Ma, it’s D for detail tsk tsk’ - and you break out into that nod and laugh. Love, Ma

Oh dear dear Koko, This year has turned out to be the worst, hasn’t it. It’s been a fair amount of time that I have written to you too. Blame it on the blur that time has been this year. The year practically whizzed past, except the times when it wasn’t trudging along in a never ending repetition of eat, sleep, cook, clean. I cannot remember how August was different from September except for the fact that we are now working from Kolkata instead of Bangalore. Yes, we have been here for some weeks now (months maybe, yeas it’s already November!). Perhaps, many years later, you won’t remember this long vacation (let’s be honest, these online classes are not half as much fun/work as school). However, this will be the longest vacation that you are getting. Truth be told, I am kind of getting a vacation feel myself. I have been told that I have become irregular with my letters to you. It’s true, sometimes I just happen to prioritise other things - it’s not fair, not right on my part etcetera,