Letters To Koko

Hi Koko,  I am not a dog person. I have lived the major part of my life swearing by this, that is until a few days ago.  You have been asking for a pet for a long time and you generally never ask for something so I feel a tiny bit bad to say no. But I had quite made up my mind to say no to this ask. Primarily because I am not really comfortable around a dog and also because the majority of tasks would come to me.   But who can say no to this face? The moment we walked into Bangalore Puppy Farm, I knew we will not walk out empty handed. This Shih Tzu puppy just came and propped himself on my lap and it was love at first sight, for me. Suddenly that puppy shaped hole in our heart was filled and our family was complete.  After around 45 mins of having several puppies running around and over us, this little guy was the one who came home with us.  After he came home, I feel like you have really grown up. I see you take care of him, serve his food and water, clean his face after his meals, c

 Dear Koko,  See we come from a generation who grew up watching Sonar Kella, so we think that children of this age (age at which you are more or less) will be busy with crayons and pouring over their drawing books. Of course you do not belong to that genre - you have so much more to do with your life, that colors can take a backseat. Of course I have spied you lining up crayons on your table and practicing your Nerf target on them, but that's where your relationship ends.  So obviously when your school gave a project where you had to draw the folk art of one state of India, I was more excited about it than you. Your state was Uttarakhand and we Googled some really nice pictures that we could do.  Initially you were excited to bring to together the saucer and shape the figures, but as soon as the task of  filling up with colors was imminent I could sense your attention wane. I tried positive and negative reinforcement, but you seemed iffy. Then quite reluctantly you completed it aft