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“You,” Screamed Reema, “are a hypocrite!”

Paras considered the accusation for a moment. A hypocrite is someone who says something but does something else, or doesn’t do what he says. The meaning was open to interpretation. He kept quiet. He didn’t consider himself old enough to judge.

Reema screamed again, “You say you love dogs. But you wouldn’t let Bozo near Rohan.” Paras gave her a what-the-heck look. “Bozo could swallow Golu alive and not even burp.” Paras pointed out. Eleven-month-old Rohan seemed to agree (He never protested to anything much anyway.).

Reema rent the sky asunder with an indignant scream and said, “Bozo wouldn’t hurt Golu!”

“Right,” said Paras and turned to Rohan who dutifully opened up his arms to be scooped up. Paras loved dogs. In spite of that unfortunate incident a year ago in the school playground. He started to walk away with Rohan in his arms.

Bozo didn’t like prejudiced people. The dog considered the situation for a moment before deciding Paras’s calf would make a wholesome post lunch snack.

Posted on Monday, April 10th, 2006 at 2:08 pm and filed under stories, babies.

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