"We wouldn't be wet if its raining and we are in a car, would we dad?" you said on a stormy, wet morning in October 2017. We were on our way to your swimming classes. "Or if we are in our home, or the garage or gym or marquee....'' You continued in your charming sing song way. Your cosy feeling of having comforts and choices enveloped me too, invoking that warm parental pride of being able to provide and protect. We were making preparations for a post Diwali party at our home. After your classes, the two of us went off to shop for some party supplies and decorations. As part of a phenomenon as old as shops and toys, you were captivated by the charm of those soft colorful toys, adorning the aisles and shelves. As is the duty of every child, you started pleading with me to get you one of those soft toys. And as every parent does, I resisted the urge to give in, trying to explain how you have more than enough of soft toys. At one point you said " But t...