Nirmala’s kids had come home last weekend. After some initial shyness, C took both of them upstairs to her room on the presumption that they would all play with C’s toys. After some time, I went upstairs, all three of them seemed to be playing. But then, C said to Nirmitha: “Dont touch that, thats mine!”
I wanted to be the nice guy, and so I told C that that was not nice and that she should share her toys.
Nirmitha looked at me and said: “She has been saying the same thing all along! We got used to it!”