Intense Overheard Conversations

Without adulterating with my insights, I should put this on record.
They are watching random stuff on TV. Quite excited about a waterslide played

He: Do you want to go here?
She: Yes
He: Do you know where this is?
She: I am not very sure
(He reaches out to the nearest family member and understands it is in the USA)
He: It is in the USA. Do you want to go?
She: Yes, but I can't go. I don't have enough to buy my tickets. Will you buy one for me?
He: Ok, but I too don't have money now. I will definitely take you when I grow up and start earning
She: OK. Thanks. I will come from wherever I am in then
He: Why? Where are you going? Shouldn't you be staying with me?
She: But, when you grow up, you won't need me anymore.
He: Why not? You should take care of my baby, like how you take care of me. Pl provide whatever my baby needs when I am work, like you do to me
She: Ok.
(Family member intervenes)
FM: When you go to work, if she has to take care of your baby, what does the baby's mother do?
He: What qn is this?! She too goes to work.

He is all of 4.5yrs old!!!!

Transformations

We were in a very fortunate, opportune times in history. Our previous generation had a heavy load of building livelihoods of their families immediately after independence-most of their childhood, adolescence and youth were spent planning for the family, hardly ever differentiated between three meals as a child. Most of their adulthood was spent building a roof over their heads, that's when most of us were born. We saw most houses grow from thatched roof to ottu veedu to concrete roofs; we saw most vehicles transform from being hand rickshaws and maatu vandi to cyclists to car owners; we saw a lot of transformation among the middle class-families climbing up from lower and lower middle class to upper middle class. With these transformations, we created our own games and had fun. Most of our games came from the environment around us. One of the most prevalent game was to build houses out of sand heaped on the streets, where the salaried class were building their dream houses. While we enjoyed the transformation, we also were very fortunate to be connected with the old world. We've walked through fields, played like buffalos on rural roads. This generation is severely spoilt by the abundance of opportunities, and lack of resources. When I saw this box at the Science Centre recently, there was a huge yap.