Busy ... Busy ... Busybody
Uttering all sorts of syllables ...
His hips are hardly on any seat as he is always on his toes...
Whenever I put him on bed he never misses a second to start crawling until he touches the headboard of the bed. After he reaches the headboard he doesn't rest but the next step in his venture is to stand up with the support of the headrest. In this position his head is just above the sill level of our window..
He doesn't stop at that either. He starts banging on the wooden sill instead.
He recognizes horse, lizard, dog.
His favourite song is Ashoke Kumar's "Railgari". He stares at the T.V. screen attentively and smiles or frowns at some points. I wish I could read his mind.
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