Our kerala vacation is ending today. Some highlights from the month long stay.
The boy grabbed some noses...
and was the welcomed guest of honour in neighbourhood households, really, I get it when people say it takes an entire village to raise a child.
So he danced around in chaddis,
and hopped on to autorickshaws...
and was in general pleased with his lifestyle...
He witnessed the dismembering of many a jackfruit bodies...
and supervised if the cut was nice and neat...
and tasted the jackfruit to see if it was just the right kind of ripe...
he even had his beloved ancy aunty to give him company in jackfruit tasting...
but when Ancy aunty and grandmom fussed over the jackfruit being not ripe enough, he lost interest and walked way. Chinnu chechy was the only one who kept a watchful eye.
Alone the jackfruit pilot went to wash his hands near the washing stone,
and shared heart laughs...
and together they ventured to another venue where the chicks are...
The boy liked playmates in his eye level...
So he summoned them to come closer....
He tried harder...
But they were as stubborn as, well, a bunch of chicks.
The boy pleaded again to come play with him.
But then he decided that he has had enough...
So he thought he will leave...
He turned around to look back one last time...
Then "kakka" (crow) got his attention, he was thrilled.
But oh wait, the story doesn't end there, for the chicks came looking for the boy.
And they played for a while...
And then he danced around among chicks...
Lo and behold, meet the original chick magnet!
Adventures of the boy will continue from Delhi. :)
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