“Dad” asked the voice on the other end. “ya?”. “Dad can I go
to the NSCI holi.” “whats that” I ask? “Siddhant
(her cousin) is calling the entire gang (the one that went diving together) for
Holi at NSCI club. It’s a thing, and can I go?”. Err. Permit where you can and
protect where you must is the motto. I am sure Jasmine would have told her to
ask dad so shooing her off by saying ask mom is also not going to work. Holi –
a bunch of drunken revelers with colors etc, is not exactly it. “no” I answer. Then
I proceed to explain my point of view “no, because first I don’t your cousin is
up to any good. Second – people drink and play holi. Three – it’s the place
where most eve teasing happens. Four – I don’t really know you gang to send you
here. Five…”. “Dad..Dad.. relax. Stop. I didn’t want to go in any case. It’s ok.
I had said no but my friends were insisting”. “bastard, so you just wanted me
to say no so that you have an excuse to say no?”. “ya kind of”. “ok.
Yes I did use the expletive and yes… parents are not meant
for too much meaning. They are meant for simply being there while your kid derives
meaning from your presence.
I just said some deep shit, that mean nothing.
