We were in Vadodara last weekend and took Beckett to the zoo. And it is an impressive zoo. Lions, tigers, leopards, deer, ghariyals, peacocks, pelicans, blue crowned pigeons, rabbits, tortoises, and what not.
While this was my first trip to the Vadodara zoo, it was Beckett's fourth or fifth. I guess by now, the majesty of these caged animals had become passe to her. So she was more interested in the pack of Grey Langurs that was not inside a cage, and was marauding the zoo with complete impunity and was at times baiting the hapless leopards with their long tails.
The fact that there were a few infants in the pack made Beckett all the more curious.
Missus was at her protective best keeping a constant eye on the rouge monkeys lest one of them make a grab for the apple of her eye (Beckett).
The whole thing felt like being in a surreal setting. We had wild animals all around us. Neither was Beckett interested in seeing them, nor was Missus interested in protecting her from them. What both of them were most interested in was a bunch of monkeys.
(Sometimes I feel it could very well be me instead of the bunch of monkeys because at some point, for no reason, both Missus and Beckett are interested in what I am upto)
Being a son/daughter and parent is very much like this all throughout life.
My mother still worries if I've had proper food or not and worries about Atman's whereabouts even though we've roamed all around the world on our own. We on our part are more interested in things that 10 years down the line will seem frivolous.
All parent child relations are like that.
So much for Monkey business !
No comments:
Post a Comment