On a lazy summer afternoon
P: Amma what are you reading?
Me: The Kabul Beauty School.
P: Is it the same as my school?
Me: No, this is a beauty school where they teach how to make someone look beautiful.
P: Oh! Do the children have to study ‘an’, ‘at’, ‘in’ words, adeeshion and ah,aah, eh,eeh (hindi alphabets)?
Me: No they study how to do make-up, paint nails, cut hair and many other things.
P: (Catching in on the ‘paint nails’) Paint nails? I want to do too.
And then, just like that, started our impromptu session of painting nails, trying contrasting colours, doing nail art with toothpick and finally painting on his white T-shirt with nail polish. I was having too much fun that I just had to overlook the mess. I love the fact that my boy didn’t for once think it is a ‘girl’ thing – all he thought was colour and the fun possibilities it involved.
Whoever said ‘you just need to look around you for inspiration’, sure said it right.