i am raising very honest boys…they give honest opinions, honest answers and viewpoints…however awkward that might be for the rest of us.
My Sid looked at one of our lift/elevator men and declared confidently as he stared at his bald plate – BALL!
Today when Nish was playing with his food, Sid looked at him and asked him what he was doing. “Making a mess!” was his very accurate and truthful reply.
“Did you like the fish i made for you?” my mum once asked Nish. NO! was the prompt response.
No attempt at softening the blow, no need for any subtleties.
He looked at my tummy today, prodded it and declared “fatty fatty”. Time for tact 101.
SId recently pointed to a stranger who was smiling at him and asked “kaka daat kuthe gele?” (uncle, where are your teeth?)
Though sometimes their honesty makes me wince i realize how simple and innocent it is. It is not said to hurt or be mean but simply because it had to be said.