Take that horny cow !

Every night, before we hit the bed, it is part of my duty to read Aga a story. On certain days, when my tiredness overcomes me, I would convince Aga that I could make up a story for him rather than read from a book.

The only caveat is, Aga would tell me the "theme". For example, Aga's minimum requirement would be that the story shall involve "Lightning McQueen, Robby Rotten (from Lazy town) and K.C the Red ranger (Tiger ranger from Jungle fury)". Hey, that is no problem for me! I can spin a yarn like no one can and indeed I surprise myself that I can bullshit so much and that too convincingly.

I know Aga loves my story because he gets involved in the story telling, cutting me short and making hand gestures etc. Well, it keeps me going and it helps me engage in conversations with him; to me this is an important part of story telling. He should be asking me questions.

Lately, he has got into the habit of cooking up a story for me (!!). After I finish the story, he would want to tell me a story.

Aga: Daddy, do you want me to tell you a story?

I: Well, of course Aga, I would love to hear a story.

Aga: Do you want to know a story about Rusty and Shark ranger?

I: Yes, of course Aga.

(This is the usual way it goes. We would say good night to each other and hit the bed. He would snore in no time; Good boy he is.)

Last Sunday, in the afternoon, he asked if I would like to play "Power rangers" with him.

Aga: Daddy you be R.J and I will be K.C. (We pretend to fight and he makes all the funny Karate noises and spits the crap out of my face. I keep reminding him that he fights very well but he need to shower me less in that process !!)

Aga: Mummy, do you want to join? (Mummy obliges). You be Yellow ranger Mummy; and Lila, you be the Monster. Ok? (Lila ignores him and he will repeat his "LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLAAAAAH !!!! you be the Monster ok?" request once again. Lila would again rubbish that request and that would be the end of it)

So, we start the fight. In the middle of the fight, all sorts of evil demons pop in and we kick arse together. That is the usual story. Rinshis, Daishis, Blackberry monsters, Phantom beasts - all of them get their arse royally kicked by Mummy, Daddy and Aga combination. The house indeed is noisy (you may check with our neighbours)

Suddenly;

Aga: "Take that HORNY cow".

I and Monica look at each other. (huh!)

I: Hmm. Monica, did he say H-O-R-N-Y?

Monica: Ye, you guessed it. That is what your son said.

(I would like to think that was an accident but I know if I repeat that word, Aga is going to register that word in his mind forever - just to spite me. So, I try to be smart and crafty.)

I: Yes. Aga, that was great. Let us do it again. Let us repeat that. Ok?

Aga: "Take that HORNY cow"

OH MY GOD. It is not a mistake. My son did say H-O-R-N-Y. I am concerned but Monica has already started to laugh. (This is danger. When Aga notices something pleases I or Monica, he will repeat it !!)

I: What do you mean by that Aga?

Aga: DADDDYYY!!!! I meaaaan, the cow is HORNY!!!

OH MAAAII GAAAWD !! Monica is laughing out loud and almost falling of the sofa. I am fretting all the while. Where did he learn this word?

Monica: Nagi, he means to say the cow has big & long HORNs.

Aga interrupts me: Yes. That is right. Mummy is right. Just like the black ranger (Bison ranger)

Phew. I thank Rama, Jesus, Allah - whoever I could think off !!