“Water, thou hast no taste, no color, no odor; canst not be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself…” Antoine de Saint – Wind, Sand and Stars, 1939 |
Dear Riddhie,
This is more like me revisiting the weeks gone by and looking at things that somehow got missed out being accounted and documented here.
It happened in the last week of June 2011 when your mom and others in the family decided to go out during one hot summer evening to a water park on the outskirts of the city. My first instinct to such impromptu plans is to usually turn them down and I was more apprehensive about how you would react to the place and definitely the hygiene and cleanliness factor of the water in the pools but somehow I gave in to the insistence this time around and agreed to meet everyone at the venue and rode in straight from work.
I guess it turned out to be one decision that I did not regret later. The water was fine and the day not falling on a weekend there were not many people around and we more or less had the entire place to our disposal.
It was endearing to see you take delight in splashing the water around and jumping in glee every time we held you and dipped you in. You had a whale of a time soaking in and sliding down with your mom on a slide or two. We stayed back for dinner after changing into our regular clothes and as I remember you loved holding onto spoons and throwing paper tissues around. I guess it was one delightful evening with the entire group including your uncles and aunts along and perhaps your first pure fun outing altogether in a way.
I am sure as time goes by, this day shall become only a tiny speck in the scheme of things but then life is about counting moments worth spent and not the total number of days in a way. Let’s hope that we have more good times like this in days to follow. Here are a few more pictures from the day.
Love,
Dad.
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