Every second of the countdown in these 8 months was worth the wait. Jet lagged over North Atlantic I reached the land of his birth. The first glance of the child swept me. It was morning of 19^th June, 2019. I was right in front of the little master, the adorable, cute, lovable child – Divit.The sparkles of auroras twinkling from his eyes snowed down my jet lagged limbs. His eyes were sharply focused on me with a curious question “hmm...do I know you?” He looked into my eyes, checked me out, saw me, then his mother, then me, again mother. The life line in him was searching for those special vibes! I decided to give him time to acquaint himself to me on his own. In moments from then, he was in my arms. The peace was Divine. I felt the touch of two little palms on my face. ‘Blessed’, is all I could whisper in my heart for this lotus blooming over eight months. The cute toothless smile with chips of emerging tooth, energised me. It wasn’t too long before we were laughing, smiling, pulling hair, giving him food, changing nappies and having pillow fights!! I won him over! No. He won me over! I and Divit were (w)one–the Immortal!As I write this, the little buddy is crawling all over the place. Each day is a new milestone... standing on two little feet with support, hard attempts to drink from adult-like glass without sipper, understands whom to throw tantrums with and who will give into him, when to scream to solicit quick help…still counting. He patiently endured the 2 day East Coast drive from South Carolina to Boston with two hectic days stop over at Manhattan, quiet and curious to watch around the streets of Times square and the bizarre centrum of light, humdrum of noise and human heads moving, change over at Metro stations, being carried in arms with frequently changing hands of mother, father, grandpa, sometimes swaddled in a baby carrier or pushed in a stroller… and then expected him to adjust to a new temporary home at Boston for 3 weeks. He silently bore and graciously accepted all this with the same enchanting smile. He received no Rewards or Incentives! Corporate adults name this as ‘Change Management’! The twilight walks down the park, swings and slides that make his evenings glorious, the ice-cream scoops he wouldn’t resist and the turn of heads of passers-by to chant “Oh so cute baby” made us proud. And I reinvented myself for he taught me:

• Curiosity is the first step for Learning. Take time, acquaint yourself, but once done, fix your trust and faith implicitly on the person carrying you in arms. No call – expressed or implied is supreme than his call. Seek help and attention when in need even if it is out of sheer boredom. Implied gestures would need a 2 week on board induction. Actions are immediate, procrastinations are deplored. Safety is of paramount importance; there is no space for complacency. Mistake proofing or baby proofing the home is parental business. It does not come with a substitute. Accidents can be irreparable. He will smile, laugh, play at his will. Inspiring him to do it at other times is your responsibility. If he can change four homes in 3 weeks with disrupted odd hours for feeds, nappies and sleep, in contravention to institutionalised and stabilised biological discipline practised over 6 months and still accepts each of these disruptions with smiles, what VUCA are the Corporate Czars gnawing about?? He needs to be Taught, Coached, Tutored, Mentored in just a zinc of time with an expandable span of concentration lasting 10 seconds. He learns by devout memory, infantile wisdom and unfathomable intuition. He doesn’t need a Certified Coach.

He Listens to you because he Trusts you. He Trusts you because you Care for him. His lexicon knows no hate. He loves Adulation. He responds to Love.Yours Divitly,