Concoction of all that is beautiful in Our life

My little one is growing up and he is growing up really fast. He is all of 19 months now shortly reaching the terrific  two. He is a wonderful kid to be with, extremely loving and caring. He is a natural mimic and emulates whatever we adults do. My father in law is very finicky when it comes to keeping our home sparkling clean.R sees him dusting the furniture  and walls every morning with the dusting brush . Little R does the same stuff if he gets the brush, with so much elan as  dad. Not just that, he loves to sweep the rooms. Each time we pick the broom to sweep, he would be behind us yelling boom boom . Fortunately he wouldn't hamper our maid's work when she comes, let her do the tasks and will not jump in between. So yes he knows when and where to step in. He loves to climb upon all the furniture. Sometimes he stubbornly cries and throws a fit and will not give up until he gets what he need.  Frolic time in bed Little Bahubali is here...

If I tell you , I am seeing a few silver hair strands now in my early twenties you would not be surprised right? But What if I tell you I have this silver strands as early as I was  just   13. Yep Genetics played this pivotal role in coloring my hair silver . Mom had gray from her teen days and has been using different hair dyes since the time I know. CIRCA 2000, I was in 7th standard when I noticed the first silver shine in my shoulder-length hair. From then ,my mom wandered here and there gathered so many different oils every 6 weeks to experiment on my grays. Each time she tells someone about her story being repeated for the younger daughter, somebody would wear the apothecary's cloak and advise her on this mystic hair oil with this restorative ingredients that will paint all grays back to black. There is no shortage for advises and my mom religiously followed most of them hoping to work it out. But nothing really worked. I really didn't care ...