Do you remember the way you were used to sleep
Do you remember the way you were used to sleep. Keeping my right hand under your head and holding the left by both your hands. I knew this way of sleeping sooth you but always told you that amma cannot sleep without putting hand under your head. It made you feel big as you felt amma needs you rather than the way round. You started getting independent in the past one year. Now it was not my duty to take book from your hand. I didn’t hinder your increased engagement with reading and left it for you to decide when to sleep. You took full advantage of it. I was a bit disappointed when you told me not to put hand under your head after reaching Memphis. I took it as a sign of independence and really liked the way you were making space around yourself.
Dinky, paper plane, piece of wood, sticker, piece of cloth-anything could have been found under your pillow. You had a small fantasy world operational before sleeping. Anything apparently useless was priceless for you as it was part of the fantasy world. You never shared what that fantasy world was about but my guess is that it was about cars, fighting, weapons, action and friends. You were very engaged in these acts and looked very serious. Nani has so many stories about your nap time in the afternoon. You found a very good solution to her complaints about you not taking nap. The first thing to tell me once I enter in the house on such a day was ‘Amma see nani didn’t let me sleep this afternoon’ followed by your own version of the story in which you were certainly an innocent character. There was innocence in this mischief dear as it told me about the care you had for me. You went back to God with such innocence. This characteristics is as rare as your love for me.