A THOUGHTFUL SILENCE.....

"O my dear child, come on, let's get ready. We have planned something," his mom said.

He was observing something from his room window—not just a window, but actually a door...a mysterious one, perhaps."Hey darling, we are getting late.""No, Mom, I don't want to go anywhere," he said."We all are leaving. How will you stay back?""Don't worry, it's not like Home Alone. It's just that I don't want to go...so please," he replied."That's not possible, and you know that. It's not just about us, but it's for you as well. We all need a break. It's the best time," she said."Exactly, this is what I mean. We need a break, and that means I too want one, but not anywhere else, but at home, in my room specifically."And everybody knew that was not possible because he is...All of them finally went to a beautiful picnic spot. He was a kid, so he wasn't supposed to stay back. He was a kid, so he wasn't supposed to sit at the window seat of the cab. He was a kid, so he wasn't supposed to eat junk food; he might vomit it, etc., etc. They had to take a flight. They reached the airport, boarded the plane. Oh no, come on, now it's time for seating arrangements again, and this time again, he wasn't given a window seat because he was a kid. What if he got scared of heights? He looked at his mom and the skycap and said, "O my dear Mom, I'm a kid, not a criminal! And you said something. Let me remind you...we all need a break...right?"A thoughtful and definitely awkward silence ensued.Finally, the journey started. He realized it was again a window—no, not a mysterious door. He tapped on the window, and boom...