Moon
It was the eve of the full Moon and I was staring at the sky from my balcony few days back. My son was sleeping inside the room and my husband was talking to someone. Moon was very bright that night. It is a rainy season now and sky keep changing its colors frequently. Sometimes it is heavily loaded with clouds and after some rain, it is clean as if feeling light hearted after crying with a friend. But that night, sky was different. Clouds were looking like cousins of sand dunes : different in color and address but same in design. Moon was shining brightly through the clouds. I was thinking about my moon, my heart who was sleeping inside the room. These days it seems I am not thinking about him the way I was thinking for him when he was 2. He has become more independent and started having his own choices and preferences. It may sound strange but true. Now I keep thinking more about rather worried about improving his habits, behaviour etc. He has crossed 5. What we teach hi