Sep 2012
My frenzied doodles,
turn alluringly curvaceous,
my little boy watching this,
with a sudden twinkle in his eyes
yell repeatedly,"Milk".
He demands, "whose?"
what should the answer be,
*I put on my thinking cap quick
and step in to his baby shoes.
turn alluringly curvaceous,
my little boy watching this,
with a sudden twinkle in his eyes
yell repeatedly,"Milk".
He demands, "whose?"
what should the answer be,
*I put on my thinking cap quick
and step in to his baby shoes.
"Milk" is the baby's euphemism for 'breast'. Babies gain clear understanding of shapes which become familiar through daily experiences.Shapes are the first alphabets of the world they learn through sensory inputs.
(Kerala, India)
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